White Hassle is what some folks call White Castle, the northern cousin of the southern Krystal — both home of the miniature square oniony burgers favored by those too young for heartburn after a night of drinking and spending all […]
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The second novel from Richard Currey, by day a New Mexico physician, traces the life of a West Virginia banjo player named Sapper Reeves, his trio, and the second trio his wife and son complete, from 19471997. Currey has fashioned […]
Not far from Grand Detour, Illinois — where the Rock River winds in, yes, a grand detour near the first workshop of John Deere — is the small town of Dixon (pop. 15,144), the boyhood home of Ronald Reagan. Dixon […]
The Backsliders wear their influences with pride, though it’s clear they didn’t just pick those influences up last year by listening to a few Byrds and Hank Williams records. They grew up listening to the classics of all eras from […]
T.T. The Bear’s, for all intents and purposes, is a rock club, so a Scud Mountain Boys gig here promised to be slightly strange. Factor into this equation that Boston was holding some kind of Gavin rock convention they were […]
Evan Johns received the kind of homecoming normally reserved for astronauts, Super Bowl champions and Bob Dole. A teenage Virginia rabble rouser who cut his teeth in the D.C. bar scene under the tutelage of the late Danny Gatton, Johns […]
Looking over the audience at this typical Junior Brown concert, it was easy to spot the first-timers. They were the ones standing slack-jawed, eyes staring straight at the stage, a dribble of drool hanging from their chins. They’ll be okay […]
An unusually structured show at an unusual venue — the tiny Noe Valley Ministry — this concert found Jimmie Dale Gilmore balancing the intimate with the carnivalesque. The songs were stripped bare in the first set, with just enough music […]
The poster always catches my attention — Mary Cutrufello with her head back, one arm on the guitar neck, the other behind her and she’s leaning waaaaay back. I’ve often pondered whether it was a staged photo or if the […]
As I drive my car up the Enningdal valley towards Gribsroed Farm, behind a horse and carriage filled with already half-drunk loafers in cowboy hats, I realize this is probably as close to a hillbilly highway as you can get […]
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