Leslie Hudson IF

Leslie Hudson sings modern retellings of women’s stories from ancient times to the present. Drawing on myth, folklore, spiritual and cultural traditions, pop culture, family history and a lifetime of personal growth, she gives multi-genred voice to the synaesthetic spectrum of divinities and denizens, mortals and mysteries, the queens and querents who tell Her Stories.

Now a regularly touring musician across North America (venturing to Europe in 2018), Hudson is bringing her unique brand of powerful piano-centric performance to communities, venues and events supporting women’s voices and the strength of diversity.

Representative Work for the 2018 Pegasus Awards

This song comes from a lifetime of study and assimilation of Biblical theology. I was raised in a Baptist church, but as a pagan feminist at heart I often felt those who ministered were missing the point, particularly where women's stories were concerned.

One day I mused what it might be like to stumble across a pub in limbo frequented by ladies of Biblical traditions. What would I overhear? Who would I find in the booth by the window? Can anything bind us together across time and place and ideology? We are all sisters and sinners, trying to get by. - Leslie Hudson

Sisters & Sinners

Words and Music © Leslie Hudson
Used by permission - All Rights Reserved

Lydia met Delilah after work, ran up a tab
Perfecting business plans they shared to rule the world
And laughed about the way they liked to close a sale
Through the night

Salomé's waiting tables, platter in hand
While Deborah smokes the courthouse from her mind
Naomi keeps her daughter close 'little longer than planned
And Leah's still a lover to the blind
We are all sisters and sinners, trying to unwind
We are all sisters and sinners, girls, by our own design

Mary M met her mother in the back and wore a veil
To hide her face from anyone who knew her name
And she's still jet-lagged so she's drinking Cabernet
To remember

And it's last call so ladies, drink up
This isn't happy hour, honey
We're at the crossroads of heaven and hell
And I don't want your soul
But I'll take your money 'cause

Salomé's waiting tables, platter in hand
While Deborah smokes the courthouse from her mind
Naomi keeps her daughter close 'little longer than planned
And Leah's still a lover to the blind
We are all sisters and sinners, trying to unwind
We are all sisters and sinners, girls, by our own design

3 AM: Eve and Lilith pool their tips and share a cab
They spend the night together, they're comparing notes
Of married men that they've lost track of on the road
Saying

We are all sisters and sinners, trying to unwind
We are all sisters and sinners, girls, sparks of the divine
We are all sisters and sinners, girls, making up our minds
We are all sisters and sinners by our own design