Now, you can’t say I never gave you anything, because look! I made you a mix tape zipfile!
(Link and playlist below the fold.)
Even though their subjects differ, both Taruskin and Jones are arguing for a greater awareness that music, no matter how high or low, is made for moments.
For me, the only good argument for moving back south is the chance to see performers like this more often than once every year or so.
Curious about what might be there, last night I searched YouTube for the Carter Family and other early country acts.
Since last time I wrote about The Gossip, the band’s been making a good reputation in punk and GLBTQ music circles, both because this song’s a kickass anthem and because Beth Ditto’s awesome.
Gillian Welch! in Des Moines! in August!
I think we can all agree that, by and large, the Grammys are at best a joke, the Best New Artist category frequently the punchline, with 1990’s fiasco of giving the award to Milli Vanilli the biggest howler of all.
Wilco’s new album Sky Blue Sky sounds as if, just as Jeff Tweedy began listening to Marvin Gaye, he also hired a band that loves classic rock.
Reports from an early morning walk.
Surely it has been a tragic mistake that Hermits has never had a Guns N’ Roses post. And because I really do think it’s my right to annoy you.
It’s HR’s second YouTube video!
Gillian Welch and David Rawlings on YouTube.
This is not the way to buy a stairway to heaven.
Escovedo puts on a good show.
Sometimes it’s necessary just to quote Dylan.
Promoting local music!
Ray moved around from city to city and in his 22 year, or so, taught himself to play guitar after being moved by a Stephen Stills song.
Pink Floyd means I never got any dates in high school.
American Idol, and the Flaming Lips.
These days my ears buzz when I go to shows; if I have no plugs, I am in pain for days afterwards. I had no plugs that day, but I think the pain in the end was worth it.
