SUSAN SISKO CARTER
Singer. Songwriter. Writer of stories that need no melodies.
Recently I told a friend that a radio station in Japan had officially declared a recording of mine "a magical pop moment." My friend liked that. And when I
told him that I had heard my music playing in a Paris cafe, while drinking espresso and gazing out at the Seine, he said: "That means you can say you're internationally acclaimed! You need to let people know that."
Well, okay then. I am an internationally acclaimed singer and songwriter. I am also, for reasons of my own doing...semi-known.
This epiphany––the reasons-of-my-own-doing part––occurred to me on a hot, smoggy afternoon in a popular Los Angeles vinyl record store, where five vinyl- browsing fans recognized me...each by a different name. (There are real live witnesses to this fact.) I have sung, written, and recorded under five different names: Susan Rafey, Susan Carter, Miss Outrageous Nevada, Susan Sisko and––
Susan Sisko Carter.
No. I am not a fugitive on the lam. I am just a woman with a vivid imagination
who, through the years, has dressed myself in new names like most women do with new clothes. A snappy pseudonym was a facilitator of fantasy. Good for creativity. Not so good for career strategy.
It was only while Googling my various names one night, as a full moon found me through the skylight of my cottage, that I discovered thousands of fans were inquiring about me and posting my music on social media. Some of those recordings were made when I was only thirteen-years-old...and signed to a major label.
Between then and now, I have lived a life rich with material for songs and stories. When I sing, I try to convey intimacy in my voice...as if I am divulging secrets with a melody. But I must admit: my best secret has been myself. Until now.
Here I am––Susan Sisko Carter––happy that you have searched for me. Even happier that you have found me.