Just after this perhaps particulary cruel summer officially ends, Sepultura, Dante, Virgil, Beatrice and fremes continue sailing into the hot fog of autumn, wherein spins the Inferno, grinding its roots and lens for your perusal, for no one’s: Sepultura […]
(Still summer weatherwise, so here’s another–last one next weekend, with the offical-only change of seasons.) From Charlotte Creative Loafing—the piece that hears the musical question, “What’s the difference between hillbilly and redneck?” Billy Currington and Hot Apple Pie, reporting for […]
Crossing the border to another season, please entertain if you will conjecture of another time, a trip without a passport, through an extended, not-too-sprawling sonic cosmopolis, an uncommonly thoughtful, adventurous tribute album. Two views: the first is my brief Voice […]
‘Nother one from the Voice. Sorry if the formatting looks a mite odd, as tends to happen with these transfers, despite my attempts to compensate (I am just a country boy). Here goes: GrooveGrass Boyz get a-Roused. May […]
(Another one from the early and late stream-and-read site Paper Thin Walls, published in June or early July 2008. The Myspace link still works!) Kath Bloom “Terror” from Terror (Chapter) folk/folk-rock // Out Now Long before blogs, Kath […]
(Originally published in the Village Voice, October 31st, 2005 4:36 PM Issue 44)(title quote from a Brendan Behan song?) COB Moyshe McStiff and the Tartan Lancers of the Sacred Heart Radioactive A Taste of Ra A Taste of Ra […]
From the late and sometimes great stream & read site Paper Thin Walls, this was published in the fall or winter of 2006, for a special mixtape edition, going for a seasonal vibe. McCue was a Australian film reviewer who […]
Summer Sunday Flashback Pt. Trey Hot Club of Cowtown’s lead torch Elana James has also rolled out two sets of originals and covers across various zones, always on the self-express—the first appeared in 2007, when I wrote this for the […]
(The shadow-stretching Black Swans flew the skies and ran the roads of Central Ohio and beyond in days and nights of yeoman yore, furrowing soulful country-folk-rock and more across the brow of a hooded plow. Which doesn’t mean their sound […]
