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patches and gretchen / Press

“Seichrist hits you like a trailer park poet. She's Hee Haw, I Love Lucy and Bertolt Brecht all rolled into one.”

“Gretchen Seichrist is a Minneapolis based musician, artist, performer, poet, painter, webcam video maker extraordinaire and any damn thing else she chooses, a self-styled sexy songstress and her band is Patches & Gretchen.”

“There are plenty of reasons why a 45-year-old painter, poet, and mother of two shouldn’t start a band, and Gretchen Seichrist has ignored all of them.”

“Expanding on the groundwork she laid down on her debut The Big Pink, Sugar Head Pie makes it all the more evident that Seichrist’s artistic vision comes from living in a world that few of us ever even visit. (Some of us never go there, if we’re lucky, or unlucky as the case may be, as it’s a place of often beautiful, though often harsh realities.) As way of metaphor, I found myself relying on how Bill Burroughs described the title of his novel Naked Lunch, which came to him via Jack Kerouac: “A frozen moment when everyone sees what is on the end of every fork.” Seichrist tells it like it is.”

“Album of the Year (So Far) Sugar Head Pie by Patches + Gretchen Don’t let her tipsy, tobacco-voiced delivery fool you: Local songsmith Gretchen Seichrist is clear-eyed and in control on her second album, a superb collection of broken down Americana bolstered by Seichrist’s evocative, goose bump-inducing lyrics.”

“There are a few contenders: Pavement’s 'Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain'; Syd Barrett's 'The Mad Cap Laughs'; maybe some solo Roky Erickson. If Lou Reed, Lucinda Williams and Chrissie Hynde had a lost weekend of debauchery and songwriting, it just might look like 'Sugar Head Pie.' ...”

“Jesus died for somebody’s sins, but not Minneapolitan Gretchen Seichrist’s. The comparison to Patti Smith hits first, with Seichrist’s disconcertingly deadpan alto vocals coming at you like an outtake from Waves on the scintillating “Time Of The Lilacs.” But with her crack backing band of Minneapolis folkies (Terry Eason, Derek Rolando, David Loy, and producer Rich Mattson,) Seichrist soon establishes herself as a very distinct personality, mixing bar-room rock ‘n’ roll, country skronk, John Wesley Harding-era Dylan, backporch folk, husky ballads, and sinuous lounge-punk. And when she mixes punk with poetry – as on the captivating “Ghosts I Love” – she’ll have you, well, dancing barefoot.”

“Avant garde local singer-songwriter Gretchen Seichrist, a.k.a. Patches & Gretchen, took over the Varsity Theater last night for a CD-release show in honor of her sophomore album Sugar Head Pie, which opener Adam Levy called a "freakout folk punk masterpiece."”

“Part train wreck, part artistic genius, Patches & Gretchen is a performative force that must be seen to be believed. Whether she's haphazardly digging through a suitcase of outrageous hats, swaggering her way through a line of forgotten lyrics, or singing deeply and passionately with a throaty moan, singer Gretchen Seichrist seems—almost accidentally—to channel the spirit and irreverence of so many late '60s and early '70s rock icons.”