In any heavily improvisatory band with two guitarists, there’s bound to be unspoken competition. Dickey Betts may have written “Liz Reed,” but Duane Allman effectively kills it on At Filmore East.
Burning Airlines’ sophomore release is an unfairly overlooked gem in the lineage of post-punk, and Burning Airlines leader and producer extraordinaire J. Robbins was kind enough to answer some questions about Airlines’ swan song.
The top twenty songs of ’07? Not exactly. The 20 ’07 is this year’s attempt to make a cohesive mix out of some of Steve McPherson’s personal faves from the year that was. With streams for every song.
Jim Walsh reflects on the oversoul that ties together the music being made in cafés and bars all across this big, brawling country. All photos by Tony Nelson. Banjo Jim In New York, they call Lenny Kaye “Doc Rock.” Kaye, of course, is the longtime guitarist for the Patti Smith Group, the assembler and liner-note […]
Back in 1969, while doing sessions as the house band for New Orleans’ Sansu Enterprises, The Meters started making, kind of accidentally, the best funk records of all time.
Over the past few weeks, I have slowly begun to revisit my love affair with The Replacements. I didn’t love them in their prime like so many other people did (I was only 13 when Don’t Tell A Soul came out.), but I’ve never felt left out, or felt like I didn’t understand them they […]
One of these days I might stop writing about Ryan Adams constantly. But it will probably be a day where I am an old, white-haired spitfire whose years of typing will have given her mad arthritis. The release of his EP Follow The Light came out today, with a couple nice tracks on there – […]
I had the chance to catch The Cave Singers open for Black Mountain last week, and I have been listening to their new Matador release, Invitation Songs, off and on ever since… their dark, atmospheric folk, and the pleasantly-nasal whine of singer Pete Quirk’s voice really has me charmed. You can get a good feel […]
Details are unknown at this point, but when Zach showed up at our weekly basketball game this past Saturday, he couldn’t stick around and play because he broke his nose in an accident. Apparently, if he doesn’t have corrective surgery soon, he may lose his ability to smell for the rest of his life. If […]
Not like you don’t know this already, but the 7th Street Entry is the place to see bands before they explode. Bands you might never hear on the radio, but if you get yourself downtown on a whim on almost any night, there is usually something relatively profound going on. I don’t have photos or […]