Eve Jean: Cutting Teeth in Chatt, TN

Written by Lela Dorman - Photos by Jake Hamby

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She tosses her head back, wailing on the guitar, commanding the stage like it’s always been hers. Surrounded by bandmates eager to play alongside her again and a crowd just as excited to have her back, Eve Jean Boyd is warmly welcomed home on tour to Chattanooga after moving to Austin, Texas.

There is an ease to seeing her here. Maybe it’s because these are familiar faces looking back at her, or because these are the kinds of rooms where she learned how to hold a crowd in the first place. Whatever the case, Eve looks comfortable beneath Chattanooga stage lights. She knows this place, and this place knows her.

While Eve has toured plenty and traveled farther, Austin marks her first real experience outright leaving Tennessee. “It’s been the longest I’ve ever been away — eight months, which is a long time for me,” she chuckles.

Chattanooga tends to grab hold of people and keep them. It is small enough that musicians become familiar faces, familiar faces become friends, and friends eventually end up standing beside you onstage. For Eve, it is where she is known and loved most. These are the bars, stages and late nights that shaped her—and eventually gave her enough confidence to leave them behind.

“Chattanooga is where I cut my teeth,” Eve says. “[It taught me] how to not just be a punk, or a partier, but a craftsman of sorts [in the music industry].”

That craftsmanship didn't arrive overnight.

Through projects like Terrestrial Troubadours and Eve Jean and Her Falling Stars, Eve spent years figuring out exactly what kind of musician she wanted to become. Venues like Cherry Street Tavern gave those projects somewhere to exist, allowing her to sink deeper into roots music while learning the less glamorous mechanics of being a working musician: writing, rehearsing, recording, booking shows and showing up again the next night to do it all over.

“I consider myself a Chattanooga player,” Eve boasts. “Moving to Austin is expanding that sound [and] showing off that sound to other people.”

The sound she is carrying with her is difficult to pin neatly to one genre. There is country in it, certainly, but there are traces of punk and a whole of southern rock beneath the polish, with Appalachian roots underneath it all. Eve offers a sound that feels lived-in rather than manufactured, the product of someone who has spent enough time around different corners of music to stop worrying too much about which corner she belongs in. While the stage may be where most people encounter Eve, performance is only one part of the obsession.

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“In some ways, I like recording more,” she says. “I love hearing something in my head and bringing it to life, especially when working with talented players and engineers.”

There is a different kind of gratification in recording. A live performance disappears almost as quickly as it happens — a room full of people sharing something that can never quite be recreated the same way again. A record, though, captures a moment of time, highlights an idea long enough to study it, shape it and eventually send it out into the world.

For someone seemingly so comfortable throwing herself into the unpredictability of live music, Eve is equally enamored with the careful work of building something piece by piece. Still, eventually you have to leave the studio. And eventually, Eve decided she needed to leave Chattanooga, too.

Her love for the city remains obvious, but so does her desire to see what might happen somewhere else. If she was going to leave Tennessee, a mecca for roots, country and Americana music seemed as good a place as any to land.

“I was just really feeling that wide-open-spaces-Dixie-Chicks home,” she laughs. Though, Austin offered something Chattanooga couldn't: anonymity.

In Chattanooga, Eve arrived with history attached. There were old bands, old shows, old friends and old versions of herself lingering. In Austin, nobody had a reason to expect anything from her. “It’s really liberating moving where no one knows anything about you,” Eve says. “You get to be the most direct and contemporary version of yourself.”

There is something intoxicating about that kind of freedom. Moving somewhere new gives you permission to introduce yourself without footnotes. You don't necessarily become someone else; sometimes you simply get the opportunity to decide which parts of yourself you're carrying forward. For Eve, that has meant leaning even further into the music she had already begun cultivating back home.

“These days I do a lot of work playing solo, kind of as a folky Appalachian picker.”

Austin is home to many of Eve's country-music heroes, but she hasn't arrived expecting the city to simply hand her a place among them. Instead, she's doing what working musicians have always done: playing wherever someone will let her plug in.

From The Hole in the Wall, the dive on Guadalupe Street, to farmers markets, and squeezing onto a small stage during South by Southwest, Eve plays for whoever happens to stop long enough to listen.

Eve's performances don't waiver with the size of the stage. Her confidence oozes out of her and through the hollow body of an acoustic guitar or the electric buzzing of an amp. Whether there are a hundred people watching or a handful, she plays with the same heart.

That's part of the bargain when you're building something from the ground up. Not every room is packed. Not every show is glamorous. Sometimes the important thing is simply being there—another night, another stage, another person who didn't know your name before you started playing. Slowly, a stranger becomes a listener. A listener becomes someone who comes back.

And a city that didn't know you begins to.

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“Really booking a big tour and record release has been my biggest watermark of the year,” Eve explains.

The record has given this year something tangible to orbit around. With help from Marty Bohannon at Cherry Street Tavern, Eve was able to release her first vinyl—a physical artifact of all those songs, shows and miles.

“I romanticize the same things I think everyone does,” Eve fawns. “Playing music every night, being in different cities, meeting people, seeing sites. It’s really lovely.”

And it is lovely. Until you've been in the car too long.

Touring has always sold itself through the mythology: strange cities streaking past a van window, cheap beers after the show, cigarettes outside venues with people you met twenty minutes earlier, waking up somewhere unfamiliar and doing it all over again.

Reality contains all of that. It also contains traffic.

Long drives can drain the energy right out of you, especially after one of those long nights with a few more beers than you probably should have had. The summer heat starts feeling hotter. Everybody in the van gets a little quieter. The miles between cities seem to stretch farther than they did on the map, and even the drag of a cigarette can't quite soothe the irritation of another highway stretch, bumper-to-bumper.

Then you get there. You unload. You tune up. And you play.

“It can be hard to book yourself and DIY [a tour],” Eve admits. But difficulty hasn't done much to scare her away from it.

She has made her way north to New York and west toward the Rockies, stretching those long limbs around a guitar and playing for whoever shows up. There isn't always a green room waiting. There isn't always a guarantee that makes the drive make financial sense. Sometimes the payoff is a person at the merch table, a new friend in another city or another musician who might remember your name the next time you pass through.

For Eve, those connections aren't consolation prizes. They're the point.

“I don’t mind grassroots growth,” she says. “It’s better for me, for the music and for the connections I make.”

Grassroots growth isn't particularly flashy. It's one room at a time. One record sold. One person telling another person about the musician they saw the night before. It's staying after the show to talk, remembering names, swapping numbers with another band and accepting that there may not be a shortcut between where you are and where you'd eventually like to be.

Maybe that's why the approach suits Eve. After all, Chattanooga's music scene taught her how much can grow from small rooms.

It taught her that a dive bar can become a home base, that bandmates become family, that a handful of regulars can eventually become a crowd. It taught her that being a musician isn't only the moment under the lights. It's loading gear, writing songs, recording them, booking the next show and coming back to do it again.

Austin is simply giving her more room to test those lessons.

Eve knew moving there would offer the chance for regional growth while keeping her close to the roots and rock-and-roll culture she loves. The ambition isn't necessarily to abandon small rooms for something bigger. She wants to become a fixture in them—not just in Austin or Chattanooga, but throughout the South.

There is a difference between chasing fame and building a life in music. Eve seems far more interested in the latter.

Back here in Chattanooga, history follows her in the best possible way.

The people in the crowd have watched different versions of Eve take the stage over the years. They've seen the bands, the songs and the changes. Some knew her before Austin was even part of the plan. Now they get to watch her return carrying pieces of somewhere else with her.

And when she throws her head back and leans into the guitar, there isn't much distance between the musician who left Chattanooga and the one who came home. She's just traveled a little farther.

Eve Jean may be building something new in Austin, but she isn't trying to shed Chattanooga. She's carrying it with her—into dive bars, farmers markets, record stores and whatever town comes next. The city where she cut her teeth is becoming part of the sound she's taking elsewhere.

For now, she doesn't seem particularly interested in skipping steps. The rooms can stay small. The drives can stay long. The growth can stay grassroots.

After all, Chattanooga taught her how to build something that way.

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