An unmistakable, complex underground legend. —Bitch Magazine, USA
Rock clubs, village bars, theaters, festivals, street fairs, house shows, coffeeshops, concerts. Myshkin averaged 300 gigs a year, all over the world, during her decade in New Orleans, while living joyfully immersed in the history of American music, being performed all over town. Even after moving to Oregon in 2002, she was still on freeways and autobahns much of the year. Playing her music solo, duo, trio or full band. Sometimes sharing the stage with friends and their tunes and forming side projects for the joy of it: The EZ Bake Organs, The Road Dog Divas.
Myshkin’s gorgeous rich alto is infused with natural drama and melancholy, and best applied to her own songs: hushed one act plays that speak volumes —New Orleans Times Picayune
In the still majesty of the Mojave Desert, Myshkin finally found the space to circle back around to theater, the obsession and pursuit of her school years, and start to manifest the theatrical visions that were appearing. The resulting productions from 2016—2018 include: three Royal Rabble Circus shows, Potion:Warning Signs, Rosebud Redux, Fresh:Research /Jazz, Trust.Together, and themed festival performances incorporating dance and poetry/narration. The goal, always: a more multileveled communication, context, depth and delight.
This warbler's song commands your attention, frees your gypsy heart and soul, and lets you see the world from her own unique perspective. Myshkin is not to be missed. —World on 3, BBC Radio, UK