During her twenty-four years on Earth as what she calls a “rock kid,” there have been great passions in Anna Rose’s life, and then there has been music. “More than anything, I have always straight-up just totally and truthfully loved it,” she says. She has experienced only one physical altercation. It took place in an automobile. “I got into an argument,” says Anna Rose, who was born in Manhattan, raised upstate, lived after high school for several years in Los Angeles before returning to New York, and has a dog named Joplin. Her words, remembering the incident, begin to race. “I was in the backseat with someone who tried to tell me Clapton was better than Hendrix and I forcibly removed him from the car. I’d rather have innovation than interpretation any day of the week ” She calms down: “That doesn’t mean I don’t think Clapton is amazing; he is. I have so much respect for Clapton, but also for Jeff Beck and Waylon Jennings and Tom Waits.” She gets even calmer: “If I’m having a bad day,” Anna Rose says, “I’ll put on Jimi and I’ll be OK.”
“I listen to all these people,” Anna Rose says, “who I wasn’t alive to ever see play. I think I’m always trying to capture that, to imagine what it would have been like to have seen people like that live.” Anna Rose won’t wear a dress onstage, finding it “extremely uncomfortable.” It’s the guitar thing, again. “If you’re wearing a guitar it rides your dress up, and you’re just worrying that your ass is showing, or whatever,” she says. “I like my hair and make-up; I like to look good, to look hot.” She says dresses are great sometimes. “But,” she says, “I don’t always feel the most beautiful when I’m wearing a dress. I feel that way when I’m wearing my guitar and my heart on my sleeve.” On “In the Morning View,” which Anna Rose calls one of her “poppier” songs, she writes about going out to clubs. “You play a person at night,” she says. “When I was younger, I would go out to these places — after-hours clubs I had no business being in. I would go out, then the next morning I’d go back to the barn and shovel horseshit. And I would be like, ‘Oh, this is who I really am.'” On ‘Anna Rose’, that’s basically who she is, too, one terrifically talented and grounded girl. And what she’s wearing is a guitar.