This is the kind of Uncle Tupelo fan I am: Their four records still reliably break my heart and hang the moon at the same time, and I’ve never been too proud to admit it. So it was with as […]
Contributor and Contributing Editor to <i>No Depression Magazine</i>, 1996 - 2008, and author of the second longest article ever published there, Peter's Alejandro Escovedo "Artist of the Year" story having edged out my Dolly Parton cover by a hair. (Imagine smiley face, here.) A likely contentious discussion over beers might be whether I'm ahead, now, with the Gelb piece clocking in at more than 9,000 words. That discussion would not be had with me. Congratulations all on the anniversaries and revivals! And good luck with all your future endeavors. Note that despite what this system says, I am in Tucson, AZ, and not Phoenix, which I fled right after high school.
This is the kind of Uncle Tupelo fan I am: Their four records still reliably break my heart and hang the moon at the same time, and I’ve never been too proud to admit it. So it was with as […]
Intricate “Silence” opens this sophomore release by Wilco sideman John Stirratt and his Autumn Defense collaborator Pat Sansone. It’s a silence that speaks volumes about their aesthetic. They manage to make a painterly bass the star of this piece without […]
Joan Baez’s clear soprano served as a clarion in the 1960s wars on injustice. Her music provided inspiration, succor and validation to the legions battling racial and gender inequity, not to mention the seemingly endless carnage in Southeast Asia. A […]
Someone in your household may already be a fan of Grey DeLisle. As a voice-over actress, she’s a Saturday morning star, with roles in Rugrats, Powerpuff Girls, Scooby Doo and Flintstones episodes. She’s been Vicky on Nickelodeon’s “The Fairly Odd […]
Frankly, Lullaby For The Working Class put me to sleep with its obtuse lyrics and dirge-like arrangements. It’s a treat to find that, perhaps partly owing to his continuing sojourn with the guitar-charging band Cursive, Lullaby’s chief lyricist, Ted Stevens, […]
For all I know, Dennis Jay could be the offspring of television music writers in El Lay, so much does he reflect Gillian Welch’s talent for channeling antique voices from the lost history of American music. Jay, though, has picked […]
For all its panoramic sweep, breathtaking colors and endless sky, as captured in music by Calexico and Giant Sand, the Sonoran desert can kill you lots of ways, and Tucson resident Cathy Rivers’ debut CD, Bleached, puts those right out […]
The Sadies’ signature melange of honky-tonk-surf-rhythm-&-blues perfectly suits this collection, in which Jon Langford unleashes his angry heart on the dark side of manhood (ambivalent love, indiscriminate aggression, the rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle), hurtling headlong, bruised and half-blinded, riddled with […]
Jeffrey Foucault is the bard of small-town anywhere, his poetry rich with the details of the claustrophobic yet oddly comforting centrifuge of the “five bar street in a one church town.” His worn-in voice is like an old down jacket, […]
John Parish is most widely known for his collaborations with Polly Jean Harvey. Not a bad rap, certainly, but it substantially underrepresents his range of creative output. He has, for instance, also produced and/or played on records by the Eels, […]