You know. Like dreaming you’re in class with no underwear. Like trying to run but your legs won’t co-operate. Like getting hit by a bus on your way to the lottery office to cash in that winning ticket. That kind […]
You know. Like dreaming you’re in class with no underwear. Like trying to run but your legs won’t co-operate. Like getting hit by a bus on your way to the lottery office to cash in that winning ticket. That kind […]
Scott Fab is retro without being retro and I could not be more thrilled. I should be saying retro to me because I am sure a very small portion of you were into music back in the late-sixties and early-seventies, […]
The Junket is back and he’s better than ever (I told myself when mere mention of a new album made me shiver and sweat). Then I listened to it. I over-exaggerated, of course, but I was right. That’s what I […]
Some albums sneak up on you and some just club you over the head. Chris Bathgate clubbed me. Not ten seconds into the opening track of Dizzy Seas I was ready to write a review of the second coming of […]
First off, you can’t go wrong including Paul Curreri and Devon Sproule on any album. I know. Bad taste, starting a review with names of people other than that on an album, but I would have gotten there eventually anyway. […]
They told me The Hidden Persuaders was alt.country. I guess that is what you call anything these days which has a pedal steel— that or Americana. The first thought in my head was The Georgian Company, an Austin band a […]
In the sense of “Are you going to Scarborough Faire,” have you heard of Angharad Drake? More importantly, have you heard Angharad Drake because she is surely floating to the top of the gene pool and you will, eventually, but […]
I know I am just a bit off but I can’t shake the feeling that George Jones and Tammy Wynette are behind the first few tracks of The Two Tracks’ Postcard Town album. Now I’m not saying these guys sound […]
Note: This was written ten years ago but contains information I seldom see on the Net. It is based on an interview from 2007. Gary Duncan was another deer caught in the headlights and he owes it to a myopic […]
I grew up in a logging town. When I was young, the mills ran 24 hours a day and there were enough in Sweet Home, Oregon to blanket the town in ambient noise. People who moved to the town sometimes […]
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