Austin, Texas-based “anarchist crooner” Izzy Cox surely has a better handle on her brand of outlaw Americana and self-described “voodoobilly” than she does promoting herself in the digital age.
Cox has no music to listen to on her Facebook, no music to listen to on her ReverbNation profile, and the songs on MySpace crashed my browser. I emailed her requesting a photo to run alongside this preview and did not hear back.
Thank goodness for YouTube, I guess, where Cox has uploaded several grainy videos of herself performing solo. There, we learn that she’s a cool cat with a retro vibe who can handle anything from booze-soaked blues to rockabilly hiccups, jazzy torch songs to crunchy country-punk.
All told, Cox is a traveling one-woman tour through the history of American music. Google her name and see what you can find.