Angela Faye grew up in a hot southern town where the asphalt shimmered and the rivers ran red like they weren’t supposed to. When the dozers got through with the place she packed it up and moved north to a cooler region where the streams run clear and the spruce-fir forest still lingers on the ridgetops from the last ice age. This big green place is known as southern Appalachia, and the corner of it in which she feeds her chickens, writes her songs, and ponders her navel is known as Cowee. It’s an old Cherokee town, and the songs come down from the Nantahala mountains just like they have for thousands of years. Mark Linkous of Sparklehorse, who is as much of this place as hound dogs and moonshine, recently produced two of her songs, and she is in the final stages of a new album that will be completed in early 2009. A veteran song writer and troubadour, she has played venues around the south for almost twenty years. Her most recent EP, One Dark Vine, was completed in 2005 and was released on her own label, Totemgirl Music.