Adam McGrath is a folk singer stationed wherever he lands. He travels the state highways and byways of New Zealand, Australia, Europe and parts beyond. He hopes for the best, prepares for the worst and believes in the poetry of Smokey Robinson and the Miracles and the fury of word on the page. He lives alone, cooks infrequently and is scared of flags that blow to the right.
His songs have gathered a clutch of good reviews in NZ and overseas, he’s been nominated for a couple of serious music awards (including the Apra Silver Scroll), Graham Reid from the NZ Herald called him ‘NZ’s toughest minded songwriter’, and Barry Saunders from The Warratahs simply described him as “The Truth”.
Although the gathering of such plaudits makes him blush behind his rapidly graying beard, McGrath is very thankful. A people’s player, he works his ass off for any audience he finds himself in front of. He takes the most pride in getting up and putting it down, in both small towns and big, choosing real gigs over showcases and the joy of shaking hands and sharing beers with the folks met along the way.
Described as “two parts Woody Guthrie, one part revival meeting and one part group hug” a McGrath show goes straight for the spirit level in all of us, looking deep for the heart and hoping to reach the thinking part of the brain all the while.