Miles From Nowhere: Laura Meyer Interview

Laura Meyer has a long way to go before she settles down. Her music has taken her on a tour of heartland America and she has no plans to clean the dust of her boots just yet. I caught up with her for a phone interview and found out that she has made it to the West Coast on her current tour, playing shows in bars, restaurants, and anywhere that will have her. Her latest album, Miles From Nowhere is an introspective folk gem that shines brightly thanks to it’s lonely acoustic guitar and her sultry voice. Lyrics are of long, dusty roads, the snow capped peaks of the Colorado Rockies, and finding the comfort of home on the road.

Q: How have the shows on this tour been going?

A: Awesome. There’s just been so many. The new songs have really held up ’cause now I’ve played them hundreds of times. They’ve grown up, too.
Q: Have you come up with any new songs on the road?
A: I’ve been writing a ton. I’ve written over 500 pages. Mostly when I’m driving things will come to me, but I haven’t had a chance to go through it. I’ve written a couple new songs that are standard songs, otherwise it’s fragments that once I get a few days off I’ll get through it to see what it is. I’m also writing a book of my travels.
Q: Is it fiction or nonfiction?
A: It’s gonna be like a travelogue thing. I’ve got a bunch of photos for it, too.
Q: Can you tell me a story for the book you might be including from it?
A: Well, let’s see. This is kinda funny. I mostly play clubs or bars, but I got this restaurant gig in Arizona a few weeks ago. I didn’t know where it was and it wasn’t showing up on my GPS. So I called the venue for directions. It’s just North of the border, in the middle of nowhere. I get off and make the turn. I’m going down this road and there’s absolutely nothing. I get to this dead end, and I see a group of trucks and guys and they have this camp. I get to this dead end and there’s just desert. So I call the venue, and they say I went the wrong way, that it’s North. So I turn around and go back, and reach another dead end. So back and forth, back and forth. Finally I pulled over and asked a woman right by the highway. Apparently there are two roads parallel to the highway with the same name and I was on the wrong one. So I get on the right road and start driving. I see desert and more desert and then all of the sudden there are like, a hundred cars. I pull up to the place and go into this little restaurant, and it’s absolute insanity.