December 29, 2014 | by wp_admin
Spotlight On… Emily Bell

THE IRRESISTIBLE “GINGER-HAIRED FLAMETHROWER” HAS GONE FROM NEW YORK TO L.A. AND BACK TO TEXAS. NOW SHE’S GOING PLACES.
BY JEREMY BURCHARD

“DON’T GET IT TWISTED — I’m a mess.” Emily Bell laughs from behind her iced coffee. “That’s the number one thing,” she adds. “And then we’ll go from there.”

Cueing up her mix of almost contagious confidence with just the right amount of humility, Bell possesses all the qualities of an artist on the edge of a major breakthrough.  The signs are there: the independent spirit that launched her celebrated 2013 debut, In Technicolor; being picked as the No. 1 artist to watch at SXSW on Sirius XM’s “The Ron and Fez Show”; being named Best New Austin Act at the 2014 Austin Music Awards — not to mention the outside plaudits that continue to roll in.

Americana mainstay Hayes Carll says Bell will “burn up the stage and leave you begging for more.” The Houston Post compares her to vintage Tina Turner mixed with Grace Potter. Austin soul singer Nakia calls her “electric” with “the voice of a heartbroken, fallen angel.” Dusty Wright of the Huffington Post calls her “a ginger-haired flamethrower,” adding, “She’s got plenty of sass, snarl and sex appeal.”

So for a self-proclaimed mess, Bell must be doing something right.

But while she’s riding the wave of a successful debut record and soaking up “best new act” accolades, the soulful songstress feels anything but new to the music scene. “I’ve been performing my whole life,” she says.

Born into a love of music, she began playing instruments at age 5. It was a part of her family. Her uncles called themselves “the poor man’s Von Trapp family.” “I always knew,” Bell says, “that I loved my mom, my dad, my sister and music.”

Ironically, it was her pursuit of music that ultimately led her away from her family.

Bell grew up in College Station, acting and singing her way across the community theater stage. “But there was no way I was going to high school in College Station,” she says. “That was my worst nightmare.” When her dad told her of the prestigious performing arts high school in Houston, she packed up and moved away.

One of only a handful of students accepted to the High School for Performing and Visual Arts (see p. 49), Bell received a formal education complete with vocal coach, acting coach and rigid curriculum. But while she loved performing and her classmates, she didn’t really love school. “My education is extremely complicated,” she says. “I was an impatient person — I decided I wanted to graduate early.”

She finished her classes online and moved away from her friends and family for the second time in just a few short years. “It sounds sociopathic, but at the time it was very easy for me to just leave everyone I loved,” Bell explains. “I don’t think I  prepared myself emotionally for it.”

Bell moved to New York to pursue an acting career; she’d already spent a summer there when she was 11 (“I landed a Nickelodeon commercial!”). She enrolled in Marymount Manhattan College to focus in theater studies. “I quickly realized it was still school, so I dropped out,” says Bell — “not that I’d encourage anybody to drop out,” she clarifies with a smile. Regrets? “No, not at all. At that time all I wanted to do was learn how to write songs and get into the recording studio.”

In many ways, the end of Bell’s formal education was just the beginning of a whole new kind of schooling.  She couch-hopped around New York, making ends meet and meeting some of her first musical influences. She spent some time with a touring hip-hop artist, Monk, whom she met because “he and my sister were on the same broken-down Greyhound bus.” With him, Bell got her first taste of recording, laying down a verse on one of his tracks. “It didn’t matter what the genre was,” says Bell. “It was the most eye-opening experience.”

But eye-opening experiences don’t pay the bills. Facing homelessness, Bell returned to Houston to bartend at the eclectic club Helios (now AvantGarden). “It was a place where you just knew something was being created in this environment that would eventually be a really awesome story,” says Bell.

She quickly befriended many local musicians, including the Southern Backtones’ Hank Schyma and roots-rocker and Houston hero John Evans — who’d eventually prove to be one of the biggest players in Bell’s nascent career.

She cut her teeth by joining such artists on stage. “I remember seeing her get up and sing a song between Southern Backtones’ sets,” Evans says. “I’d known her for years but had no idea she had pipes like that.”

She worked in studios around Houston, putting together something that resembled who she thought she was as an artist — though she’ll later admit she felt too young to really know who she was. Around age 20, she caught the ear of some industry insiders who convinced her to move to L.A. “It was just me and my cat George living in a tiny little closet,” Bell recalls.

The California years were a defining time for Bell, landing somewhere between inspiring and intimidating. She dove headfirst into the R

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