Raised in the backwoods of South Carolina, and now based in Nashville, Adia brings a Gothic twist to the Southern United States age-old tradition of country and folk. Adia’s first birth as an artist was as a poet and writer, only turning her hand to music when she was given a guitar by a friend. From there she found herself drawn to the raw, soul shattering work of Robert Johnson and the simplicity of Hank Williams. This, combined with an obsession with society’s outcasts makes for some seriously unsettling works that recall the legacy of Southern music but with a snarl that’s unmistakably modern. As we wrap our minds around her recently released debut album Beyond the Bloodhounds, she lets Notion into her world with her exclusive moodboard, dedicated to the South’s artistic outcasts.
Novelist. Essayist. Queer. Booze hound. Square peg in a round world. Legend. “You mean that any fulfillment obtained at the expense of normalcy is wrong, and should not be allowed to bring happiness. In short, it is better, because it is morally honourable, for the square peg to keep scraping around the round hole rather than to discover and use the unorthodox square that would fit?’…’I don’t agree.” -Captain Penderton, Reflections In A Golden Eye
Author. Social critic. Keeper of peacocks. Confirmed bachelorette. Died young. And most likely a virgin. “I’m a member and preacher to that church where the blind don’t see and the lame don’t walk and what’s dead stays that way.” –Wise Blood
Novelist. Poet. Educator. Social critic. Activist. Scholar. “Might as well bury her And bury her deep Might as well put her Where she can sleep Might as well lay her Out in her shiny black And for the life of God Not wish her back” –Maumee Ruth