I say yes to all of this.
I wish T-Bone Burnett had a website that told me what he was up to; in fact, he is one person whose Twitter feed might actually be interesting. Sure he works on some junk I’m not interested in, but he’s produced so many great albums in the past decade that I wonder sometimes what he’s up to. You want examples? How about Gillian Welch’s Revival and Hell Among The...
And also this….
Daddy's in the alley, he's looking for the fuse
Well, I thought my streetcorner days were over, but the life just keeps pulling me back in. The second annual Make Music Cambridge festival was held yesterday throughout Harvard Square despite conditions ranging from “perturbably misty” to “I need to change my socks.” Luckily, my set fell during the drier end of the spectrum. I was surprised by the amount of foot traffic...
This article raises two major questions: How were Crosby, Stills and Nash not yet in the Songwriters Hall of Fame, and how did Bon Jovi get in at all?
a square with five corners
Last night was this month’s 4 Corners @ the Mediator Stage, an in-the-round style songwriter showcase featuring four rounds of four songwriters….except last night, which featured five of us. Regardless, this is the first in-the-round event I’ve attended that has themes for each round: the first is a signature song; the second is a current song; the third (as is almost always the...
Is Drexler the only famous Clyde since Barrow?
Folksingers sing songs for the working, baby We’re just recreation for all those doctors and lawyers -Jenny Lewis [Rilo Kiley], “The Absence of God”
they're doing the double shuffle
Old friend Matt Smith, manager of the historic Club Passim, puts his iPod on shuffle in today’s Boston Globe. Sadly, none of my tunes came up. Then again, when has the random chance of an iPod been kind to me in the past?
American Tree Sparrow, Carolina Wren, Cassin's...
I caught Brown Bird last night and highly recommend that you do the same if they head your way any time soon. I saw the band a few years back at The Basement in Northampton, and I vaguely remember them sounding like whispers and acoustic guitars covered in honey and motor oil. I believe the band has undergone some lineup changes since then, and the sound last night was nothing less than gypsy...
If you walk under an fire engine ladder while being rescued from a burning building, is that good luck or bad luck?