Thursday, March 30, 2006

I take it back - I've got a little more information for you on Allison Moorer's new record Getting Somewhere...

Track Listing:

1. Work To Do
2. You’ll Never Know
3. Hallelujah
4. Fairweather
5. New Year’s Day
6. How She Does It
7. Where You Are
8. Take It So Hard
9. If It’s Just For Today
10. Getting Somewhere

Credits:

Brady Blade: drums (hell yes! - my favorite drummer!)
Chris Carmichael: strings and string arrangement on 7
Steve Earle: guitars on 1, 7, moog on 4, angus vocal on 9
Jim Hoke: horns and horn arrangement on 9
Doug Lancio: guitars Brad Jones: bass

Produced by Steve Earle

There is also the requisite MySpace website set up in Allison's honor. No new music yet, but sure to be your source for previews of the new album.

In further Allison news, she will be featured on Sail Away: The Songs of Randy Newman, which looks like a fantastic (and long overdue) tribute album. That record is due May 9 on Sugar Hill. Read more here.

Allison Moorer update!!

Okay, so I don't have a whole ton of new info, but Sugar Hill has added a page for Allison Moorer's new album Getting Somewhere. You can view the tracklist here, but so far they haven't posted any sound clips (that I could find anyway).

Dig that album cover though. June 13!!

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Lost Gem: Cheri Knight - 'The Northeast Kingdom'

I could fill this entire blog debating the relative merits of Steve Earle – not just his music, but the man. However, in the interest of space and time, let’s just leave it at this: whatever else you think of Steve Earle – musician, songwriter, poet, playwright, author, activist, radio host, lefty, Texan, New Yorker and all-around rabble-rouser – you have to admit he is one hell of a great record producer.

As few of you will recall, Steve Earle in the mid 1990’s was a ferocious man of music. Not only was he churning out (following his dark days earlier in the decade) a classic record just about every 15 months or so, he was running a small record label and producing albums for other artists with partner Ray Kennedy (known collectively as “the twangtrust”). Earle and Kennedy are best known for the re-recording Lucinda Williams’ now-classic Car Wheels on a Gravel Road, which won Williams and the twangtrust a Grammy. In between his near-perfect run of albums (which includes Train A Comin’, I Feel Alright, El Corazon, The Mountain – a bluegrass album with The Del McCoury Band – and Transcendental Blues), Earle signed and produced young (and mostly forgotten) artists like 6 String Drag, The V-Roys, Bap Kennedy, Siobhan Maher-Kennedy (Ray’s wife) and Cheri Knight (formerly of the Blood Oranges).

It is Cheri Knight’s The Northeast Kingdom which I believe most strongly makes the case for the greatness of Earle and the twangtrust. Though Eric Ambel – currently serving as Earle’s guitarist, but a solid producer in his own right – produced Knight’s excellent solo debut The Knitter, it is The Northeast Kingdom which continues to ensnare me year after year since its release eight years ago. A startling statement from an artist – virtually unknown then and now – The Northeast Kingdom is the blueprint for what can happen when the right artist hooks up with the right producers and musicians at presumably the right time. The mythical allure of this long forgotten (and out of print) gem is strengthened by the fact that it was recorded in just over a week (and no doubt on a shoestring budget). As far as I know, Cheri Knight has all but disappeared from the music industry, but she left behind a flawless achievement by which to remember her.

Per his usual method, Earle jumps right into the proceedings, adding an eerie harmonium to the opening track “Dar Glasgow”, the first of two songs to feature vocals from Emmylou Harris. Harris, of course, is known for her harmony vocals, but other than her work with Gram Parsons, I’m not sure I’ve ever heard anything as sublime as her work here (achieving even greater perfection on the later track “Crawling”). Knight’s deadpan delivery might remind some of Liz Phair at first, but it hints at none of the irony of early Phair and conjures the complete opposite of Phair’s current vapid incarnation.

Anyway, the haunting drone of “Dar Glasgow” gives way to the breakneck romp of “Roses in the Vine,” featuring chiming guitars and the stellar drumming of Will Rigby, who provides memorable support throughout the record. Though Earle’s musical influence can be heard all over The Northeast Kingdom, Knight also receives exceptional support from her Blood Oranges bandmates Jimmy Ryan and Mark Spencer. In fact, Spencer’s guitar work is the predominant musical voice on the record, screeching and squawling where one might otherwise expect something more sedate. “If Wishes Were Horses” and “Black-Eyed Susie” display sufficient evidence that everyone here showed up to play loud.

But the album has plenty of quiet moments, not the least of which is the aforementioned “Crawling.” I have occasionally (and poorly) described certain rare musical moments as the sound of the universe caving in. “Crawling” is just such a moment. Simple and deliberate, and anchored by a gut-wrenching harmony vocal by Emmylou, the chorus says it all:

And I’m crawling,
With my heart in my hands,
I’d be a fool and I’d crawl back to you,
And you’d send me away.

Tell me something,
Have you always been so cruel?
I know I’ve gotta do something bout you,
But nothing is all I can do.

Love rejected and lovers spurned are about the oldest pop music topics going, but I don’t think those lyrics can really be topped for sheer directness and simplicity. Truly, truly a great song and performance, on a truly great album.

“The Hatfield Side” deals with a mainstay of country music – age-old blood feuds – but Knight’s fat bass line (oh, did I forget to mention that this lady plays fuckin’ bass, too?) and Rigby’s pounding drums belie the subject’s backwoods origins. Siobhan Maher-Kennedy (who would later record Knight’s “Light In The Road” from The Knitter) also supplies an impressively gorgeous harmony vocal. “White Lies” is the only unmistakable honky-tonk cut on the album, and it manages to fill a void that you only really detect when you hear the song. But fear not – Knight comes rocking back with “Dead Man’s Curve.”

As the album’s end draws near, the narrator of “Crawling” returns, but this time with a spine. “Sweetheart” opens with a blazing duel of electric guitar and fiddle, followed by Jimmy Ryan’s indelible mandolin, and poses the question quite simply:

Sweetheart, honey, do you favor another?

Later, the question is posed:

Why’d you run out across the field,
Why’d you take your heart and go?
And leave me trying to find
Your footprints in the snow?

While the tone might appear to beseech the departed lover, Knight’s delivery seems to demand an answer rather than just ask for one.

A brief reprise of the earlier track “Black-Eyed Susie” ends the album quickly, but The Northeast Kingdom is not so easily forgotten. An indelible slice of Americana (the true kind, not just the musical genre), this record is a crowning achievement. Though I began this treatise praising the work of Steve Earle and Ray Kennedy, no one should believe for a moment that this isn’t Cheri Knight’s singular work. What the twangtrust have done so well, particularly with newer artists, is help them achieve their potential without sacrificing their personalities. Earle deserves high praise for believing in artists like Cheri Knight, and Cheri Knight deserves recognition for creating albums like The Northeast Kingdom.

You can read more about Cheri Knight (circa 1998) here. Though it is out of print, The Northeast Kingdom can easily be obtained from Amazon's third-party sellers here.

Incidentally, Steve Earle returns to the boards as producer of Allison Moorer's new album Getting Somewhere, due June 13.

Yee-haw! Brisco County, Jr. coming to DVD (July 18)

Well, the complete 26-epsiode series of The Adventures of Brisco County, Jr. is finally coming to DVD on July 18. One of the oddest westerns ever to air on television. It sounds like a nice DVD package as well - read more here.

Steep list price ($99.99), but still worth every penny.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

Allison Moorer - Live at The Abbey Pub

I somehow missed that the unofficial Allison Moorer fan page has been hosting a download for a quality bootleg of Allison's July 2004 performance at Chicago's Abbey Pub. You can download the files here. The sound quality is obviously just so-so, but the show really captures Allison's wild rocking side, featuring the dueling guitars of Adam Landry and Dan Baird during her 2004 tour.

Allison Moorer's new record Getting Somewhere will be released by Sugar Hill Records on June 13. Did I mention that?

As of Sunday morning, if you Google "allison moorer getting somewhere", your first hit will be this site. So just remember that your friends here at the Ramblings tipped you off first.

Buck Owens RIP

Man, Buck Owens passed away this weekend at the age of 76. That's a real shame, and he will be sorely missed. Forget the Hee-Haw thing (which, by his own account, made him a small fortune and set him for life), and check out some of his groundbreaking work defining the Bakersfield sound and providing an antidote with Nashville's increasingly slick sound back in the '60's.

If you have a Telecaster, play a lick or two for Buck today - you probably wouldn't even own one if wasn't for him.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Fred Barnes hates America (and is possibly a communist)

The Weekly Standard's Fred Barnes has slowly morphed into one of the staunchest Bush and Republican apologists around. Witness this weird piece.

What I don't get about Barnes - who no doubt fancies himself a ideological conservative or terrific patriot or something - is the amoral attitude he seems to have about the so-called strategy to "change the subject." So Iraq is a truly important and defensible policy of the President and his supporters? THEN WHY ARE REPUBLICANS AFRAID TO EXPLAIN THAT TO THE PUBLIC??? Hey, at least Bush is out there trying to sell this mess. To hear Congressional Republicans these days, you'd hardly know that we've got 130,000 troops still over in Iraq.

I happen to think that our Iraq policy is important and that pulling out immediately offers no solution to the problem. But when did pundits like Barnes become so jaded, cynical and hey-whatever-wins-in-an-election-year? This nation has serious issues - and choices - in front of it. It is downright insulting (and yes, unpatriotic) for someone like Fred Barnes to casually endorse a strategy that puts crucial issues on the back-burner in favor of lesser, but politically more popular, ones.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

A Blessing...

Just been listening to the new Drive-By Truckers album A Blessing and a Curse some more. It achieves new depth with each listen (my original, full album review is here).

It'll be released in the USA on April 18 - something to look forward to!
(Note: The record was released this week in the UK, where DBT are currently on tour.)

Keep up with the latest and greatest here and here.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

New Allison Moorer - June 13!!

Allison Moorer will release a new record called Getting Somewhere on June 13. The album was recorded over 10 days with Steve Earle at the helm. Not much more information on it yet, but you can be sure that I'll be keeping you updated in the coming weeks and months ('cause that's what I'm here for).

As you might know, anything by Allison Moorer is regarded on this site as a pretty big deal. Stay tuned.

Lost Gem - 'Real: The Tom T. Hall Project'

So I was working on the "burn stack" this morning and ran across this out-of-print gem, which contains stellar versions of Tom T. Hall classics. Running the gamut from Johnny Cash and Kelly Willis to Calexico and Joe Henry (stunning version of "Homecoming"), this is a terrific tribute to an underappreciated talent. You just gotta hear Whiskeytown's seven-and-a-half-minute version of "I Hope It Rains At My Funeral."

Unfortunately, it's already out of print but can be obtained from third-party sellers on Amazon. Or check your local used record store or bookstore - it isn't really very old and can't be that hard to find.

Friday, March 17, 2006

Political cover for cowards

First, we had the McCain Amendment, supposedly to rein in the CIA, military and current Administration from condoning, excusing or participating in torture (whatever the hell that is anymore). Then it was passed but with no teeth whatsoever. And John McCain decided to let the whole thing rest.

Now, so-called moderate Republicans like Chuck Hagel and Lindsey Graham - I guess in an effort to soothe their battered consciences or something - have co-sponsored legislation to make President Bush's illegal eavesdropping program legal. With very little (or no) oversight required from Congress.

Since the basic premise of the program (as outlined ad nauseum by our favorite lawyer, Alberto Gonzales) was that the President doesn't need the permission of Congress, what exactly is the fucking point of this legislation? Political cover is all I can think of. Well, fuck Hagel and Graham and Snowe and all of these so-called Republican "mavericks" who want to act like they've grown a spine but end up backing down from His Majesty King George anyway.

A few months ago, I thought McCain was the last great hope for this country's future. Now, in less than a month, he's shown that he's willing to say just about anything to ingratiate himself to the Republican base (i.e. rabid Fox News-watching fundamentalist morons) and to King George. Well, guess what, McCain -- those crazy fuckin' assholes are going to hand you your ass in the primaries, and I won't even get a chance to vote against you in the general election (in case you missed the results of that little cracker straw poll down in Memphis). So you might as well just say what you believe in, if you in fact believe in anything anymore.

It's worth noting that McCain voted to extend the very tax cuts he voted against several years ago, which he claimed at that time were fiscally irresponsible. Oh, I guess I missed the part where Bush finally became fiscally responsible to warrant your support of his tax cuts. Now what's the word we're looking for here... oh yeah - FLIP-FLOPPER! Get used to that one, John - you'll hear it a lot during the primaries.

Where the hell is Rudy Giuliani anyway?

Kickass albums you forgot to buy... Campbell/Lanegan

Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan - Ballad of the Broken Seas

Another record that caught me by surprise is the new collaboration between Isobel Campbell (formerly with Belle & Sebastian) and Mark Lanegan (former lead singer of Screaming Trees). I've been a fan of Lanegan's for a long time - he's recorded several solo albums since his Screaming Trees days - but what's cool about this project is how much it reflects Campbell's sensibility and vision. In a refreshing role reversal, this record appears to be Campbell's baby (as the primary songwriter and producer) rather than just another case of "grungy dude recruits chick singer." But Lanegan has always had a broader reach than his work with Screaming Trees (or his association with Queens of the Stone Age) would indicate. Whether it's Campbell and Lanegan's brilliant take on Hank Williams' "Ramblin' Man" (the most recognizable "Lanegan moment" on the record) or the unhinged loveliness of the waltz "(Do You Wanna) Come Walk With Me?", Ballad of the Broken Seas defies easy categorization and sheds new light on both artists.

You can order Ballad of the Broken Seas at Amazon here.

Kickass albums you forgot to buy... Centro-matic

Centro-matic - Fort Recovery

Will Johnson puts his heart into everything he does (which includes Centro-matic, South San Gabriel and the occasional solo record), but on this record Centro-matic certainly sounds like his top priority. Sounding less self-consciously like any particular "project," Fort Recovery is just great songwriting and performances, pure and simple. It's often as ferocious as Crazy Horse, and other times as gentle as countrified Neil Young (both obviously guiding influences). In the press release for Fort Recovery, Patterson Hood of DBT writes:

"Centro-matic is my favorite band that is still vital and intact. All four of them together for ten years now. Their brand new album is their best yet. My un-mastered CD copy is my favorite album of 2006 and honestly my favorite new album of the past five years. I have listened to it several times a day for three weeks straight and like those great masterpieces of old I still find new things to love at every listen."

If that's not a ringing endorsement, I don't know what is. You can buy the album directly from Misra Records here (12 bucks, including shipping). Also available on iTunes.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

GOP, I'm here to help

I have solved all of the Republican Party's woes, found a way to reconnect them with the common folk. Are you ready?

Try finding a few candidates who, ya know, AREN'T A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' BLUE-NOSED, SILVER-SPOONED TRUST-FUND BABIES!

Mr. Cheney, you can just post your thank you note directly to my blog - it would appreciate the boost in traffic.

You heard it here first: Indie Supergroups are hot, hot, hot!

Rolling Stone has graciously removed all traces of irony from the dumbass term "indie supergroup," and you'll hear all the kids rambling about their new favorite indie supergroups in no time at all.

By the way, Jack White, America already has an indie supergroup called The New Pornographers (Canadian, but same diff). So you better try "blues-based power pop quartet borne out of decadence and hubris" or something catchy like that.

SXSW - Suck it, Pitchfork!

And, of course, the only thing better than actually attending SXSW is to stay home in Dallas and Houston and look your nose down on all of those poseurs in Austin!

Lomax will be there, but as usual, he gets it dead right:
http://www.houstonpress.com/Issues/2006-03-16/music/racket.html

Anyone that wants my Arctic Monkeys CD can just drop me a line.

Introversion is not a disease

Andrew Sullivan linked to this older article by Jonathan Rauch. I'm not sure how many extroverts I even know anymore, but if it happens that I've ever offended you in some way, please try to love me anyhow.

Sharpest observation:
"We [introverts] tend to think before talking, whereas extroverts tend to think by talking, which is why their meetings never last less than six hours."

My new mantra: "I'm not rude, I'm just a misunderstood introvert." I don't need a hug or anything.

SXSW blogs - Donewaiting.com

I was trolling around for some good SXSW coverage (i.e. anything NOT from a major music publication or website) and stumbled on this blog provided by the folks over a Donewaiting.com.
One of their writers is Houston-based and covers the regional music scene. Give it a look!

If you find any other good ones, send me the link.

Centro-Matic - 'Fort Recovery'

We all fell in love with Centro-Matic during ACL ’04, when they opened the DBT show at La Zona Rosa. Then we slipped off to catch their set the next day at the festival (I've got some nerd-tastic photos from the foot of the stage). The pride of Denton, Texas – Slobberbone RIP – has just released a new record called Fort Recovery. The ever-prolific Will Johnson – who also releases solo records and has a moodier side project known as South San Gabriel – brings some of his best songs yet to the proceedings. By most critical accounts, some of that South San Gabriel sound has permeated Fort Recovery, lending it a more nuanced sound than some of Centro-Matic’s previous work. I wouldn’t say this is a huge departure from their last record Love You Just The Same, but little instrumental touches (cellos, keys, etc.) are less self-consciously incorporated throughout.

Whether this blurs the lines between Centro-Matic and Johnson’s other projects is something I’ll leave to the music geeks at The University of North Texas. In the meantime, I’ll be cranking Fort Recovery in the car and you can check out the band at their excellent (and frequently updated) website. The slide shows are particularly impressive (puppies!).

Centro-Matic’s albums can be a little hard to track down, but iTunes is well-stocked. You can also buy direct from the band, or from its label Misra Records. Amazon can also take care of your Centro-Matic needs, but their records are often not in stock for immediate delivery.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Kickass albums that you forgot to buy

Since I'm your only source for new music - and the only person standing between you and middle-aged obsolescence - I've put together this quick hit list of 2006's essential recordings, some already released, some just over the horizon.
  • Teddy Thompson - Separate Ways
  • Beth Orton - Comfort of Strangers
  • Rhett Miller - The Believer
  • Neko Case - Fox Confessor Brings The Flood
  • Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan - Ballad of the Broken Seas
  • Centro-Matic - Fort Recovery
  • Josh Rouse - Subtitulo (March 21)
  • Cassandra Wilson - Thunderbird (April 4)
  • Bruce Robison - Eleven Stories (April 4)
  • The Flaming Lips - At War with the Mystics (April 4)
  • Calexico - Garden Run (April 11)
  • Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs - Under The Covers Vol. 1 (April 18)
  • Drive-By Truckers - A Blessing and a Curse (April 18)
  • Mark Knopfler & Emmylou Harris - All The Roadrunning (April 25)
  • Bruce Springsteen - The Seeger Sessions (April 25)
  • Pearl Jam - self-titled (May 2)
  • Red Hot Chili Peppers - Stadium Arcadium (May 9)
  • T-Bone Burnett - The True False Identity (May 16)
  • Tim Easton - Ammunition (May 16)
  • Twilight Singers - Powder Burns (May 16)
  • Dixie Chicks - Taking the Long Way (May 23)
  • Dave Alvin - West of the West (May 30)
  • Elvis Costello & Allen Toussaint - Title TBA (June 6)
  • Bottle Rockets - Zoysia (June 6)
  • Allison Moorer - Getting Somewhere (June 13)

Your kids will think you're really cool!

Lanegan is The Man again

Probably the most interesting refugee from the grunge heyday of the 1990's is Mark Lanegan, former lead singer for Screaming Trees (also one of the best bands from the era). Time and again, Lanegan has proven through his solo work and numerous collaborations (Twilight Singers, Queens of the Stone Age) that he's still one of the best singer/songwriters around.

His new collaboration finds him working with former Belle & Sebastian singer Isobel Campbell on an album of covers and originals. Produced by Campbell, Ballad of the Broken Seas benefits from the unique dichotomy of their voices (Campbell's gooey and sweet, Lanegan's whiskey-soaked and weary). All the press releases compare the partnership to that of Nancy Sinatra and Lee Hazelwood, and I'd be hard-pressed to disagree.

Also recommeded are Lanegan's numerous Sub Pop solo records. I particularly like I'll Take Care of You, an album of obscure covers done over in Lanegan's signature style.

Welcome to the world, Nate!

Our very good friends Steve and Stephanie brought a new baby boy into the world on Monday evening. Nathan James is in good health and looks adorable!

Nate, we'll try to get you hooked up with an iPod as soon as possible, but in the meantime, try to remember these few simple truths as you get stared:
  • We all tried really hard to make sure that Dubya didn't saddle you with a 60% tax burden (honest!). Sorry 'bout that.
  • Girls smell really nice, and as soon as you notice that, you're screwed.
  • Repeat after me: South Park is highbrow satire, not juvenile potty humor.
  • Life's a journey, not a destination.

I'm sure Mom and Dad would just assume that I save my sage ramblings for my own offspring, but you're welcome just the same.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Josh Rouse - 'Subtitulo' (first impressions)

Per the usual method (Amazon pre-order - incidentally, my easiest access to good music now that Cactus Records is folding up shop), you can stream the new Josh Rouse album Subtitulo. This is Josh's first record since 1) moving to Spain and 2) parting ways with his record label. The results are predictably laid-back but lack none of the usual beauty of his previous work.

This record will seem like a natural progression for fans who followed Josh from 1972 to Nashville, a baby step toward Subtitulo's overtly stripped down approach. One does occasionally miss the poppier moments from his earlier records, but - as with all of his records - this album is better taken as a welcome addition to Josh's substantial catalog. For us fans, he wins major bonus points for being consistent and prolific (coming only a year or so after Nashville). What's fascinating about Josh Rouse is his ability to implement subtle changes album to album, while retaining the elements of his core sound (there's always some pedal steel lurking back there somewhere).

I'd have to suspect (though I don't really know) that 1972 sold better than his other records, and it had to be tempting to crank out a Vol. 2 at some point. Refreshingly, Rouse has chosen to keep it both interesting and challenging for his listeners - and, hopefully, for himself as well.

Monday, March 13, 2006

Drive-By Truckers - A Blessing and a Curse (more or less full review)

I’ve been listening to a stream of the new Drive-By Truckers album A Blessing and a Curse, and it’s finally happened – DBT have delivered “just” a record. That’s stupid, of course, because DBT don’t “just” deliver anything, whether it’s an album or a live show. At 11 tracks, Blessing is the most scaled-down thing they’ve delivered since Gangstabilly. It had to happen at some point; DBT just couldn’t keep topping themselves. Each of their last three records has been an epic tour de force, starting with the double album Southern Rock Opera (their first release to garner major attention), followed by the revelatory Decoration Day, and winding up with 2004’s The Dirty South. During that stretch, the band has been strengthened by personnel changes – notably the addition of singer/songwriter/guitarist Jason Isbell and the subsequent addition of bassist Shonna Tucker (Isbell’s wife). For the first time in their career, DBT entered the studio with the same lineup as the previous record. Also for the first time, the band relied almost entirely on all new material (“Tornadoes” from The Dirty South, for instance, was nearly 20 years old). The results, on the one hand, reflect this pressure, but much of it is released by the casual tightness of the band. While A Blessing and a Curse may not quite breathe the rarefied air of its two predecessors, it’s nonetheless a solid effort from America’s premier rock and roll band.

Whereas The Dirty South verged on all-out democracy – with Patterson Hood, Mike Cooley and Jason Isbell all making significant songwriting contributions – Blessing returns much of the focus to Hood’s songwriting (Cooley and Isbell each contribute two tracks). Which is not to say that more of Hood is a bad thing (though less of Cooley and Isbell could never be a good thing necessarily). This dynamic simply reflects the continued maturation of the band, a group very comfortable in its own skin and obviously not subject to much in the way of petty jealousy or infighting. One might have half-expected Tucker – a respectable vocalist in her own right – to start taking turns at the mic, but there seems to be a refreshing tendency on Blessing to just have fun and make great music. After all, every member of DBT makes a significant musical contribution to the band’s sound, regardless of where the songs come from.

The result is DBT’s usual high standard for songs and performances. Ballsy rockers bump up against introspective ballads, and Hood’s searing vocals are relieved by Cooley’s incisive deadpan, which gives way to Isbell’s smooth and appealing delivery. And so forth. To the average (i.e. rabidly hardcore) DBT fan, it might seem like just another day at the office. But it’s easy to take for granted how fucking awesome this band has become, the near-perfect incarnation of all things uniquely American in rock, country and folk music. Though noted for their burn-the-house-down approach to live shows, the Truckers are too often overlooked for their razor-sharp insights and uncanny musicianship. A Blessing and a Curse is yet another worthy entry in the Drive-By Truckers’ canon, extending a winning streak that, to my ears, rivals the late 60’s output of the Stones or Steve Earle’s mid-to-late-90’s output.

A Blessing and a Curse will be released on New West Records on April 18.

(We can talk later about my pet theory that four great records are enough to grant entry into all-time-greatness territory, and that most artists crank out all four in a row. See 'Beggars Banquet' to 'Sticky Fingers' for reference.)


By the way, if you followed my previous link to the Amazon pre-order (which includes the full stream of the album), you may need to cancel and re-order to save yourself $5 - it has since been put on sale.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Neko Case - 'Fox Confessor Brings The Flood' (out now!)


Neko Case's new album Fox Confessor Brings The Flood is out as you read this. Don't sit around wondering what it sounds like - just get your ass over to the record store (or iTunes) and check it out yer ownself! If you need someone to tell you what to think, you can check out my recent quick review here.

Neko performs on The Tonight Show with Jay Leno on Thursday, March 9.
And her new website is active - check it out!

Monday, March 06, 2006

'Walk The Line' revisited

Look, I get it that Walk The Line isn't, like, high art or anything, and I really loved Brokeback Mountain (and Good Night, and Good Luck for that matter). Given the outstanding performances of Joaquin Phoenix and Reese Witherspoon, it was inevitable that James Mangold would get overlooked for his well-crafted story and solid direction - I pretty much did that in my initial review of the movie. But after watching it on DVD this weekend, I have to say that Walk The Line is greater than just its performances, and what could have been an unwieldy beast turned out to be a tight and focused love story. It's a rare trick to capture both the essence of the characters (Johnny and June Cash, no less) and the emotional core of a story, and still entertain the hell out of the audience.

So screw it - Walk The Line is high art, after all, and it's destined to be a classic for all-time. How's that for understatement?

Larry McMurtry - Not just that goofy dude in the jeans

So the Oscars were pretty much a bust – what else is new? – but there were some highlights. The gay cowboy montage was utterly hilarious. Ang Lee won a well-deserved Oscar. And Reese got the trophy for my hands-down favorite performance of last year.

But the best had to be seeing my literary hero dressed in his cowboy tux, accepting the award for Best Adapted Screenplay. Along with frequent collaborator (and now hotshit movie producer) Diana Ossana, Larry McMurtry adapted an 11-page short story into probably the best film of 2005 (sorry, Crash). Despite a long, storied career in Hollywood, McMurtry is still one of the best (most prolific) authors of his generation. Though best known for and Lonesome Dove and his other westerns, McMurtry deserves equal acclaim for his non-westerns.

In honor of his Oscar win, here’s my shortlist of favorite McMurtry books:

  1. The Last Picture Show
    Very different from McMurtry’s other work (and particularly different from its sequels), The Last Picture Show is certainly one of his finest and probably the best film adaptation of his books, followed closely by…
  2. Lonesome Dove
    Second on my list (book and film), but first in the hearts of most McMurtry fans. Few westerns have ever transcended the genre like this masterpiece, and none of his subsequent westerns really hold a candle to it.
  3. Terms of Endearment
    I’ve never actually sat through the film version, but this novel is a real treat, much less chick-lit than you might believe.
  4. All My Friends Are Going To Be Strangers
    A great read for all of you womanizing grad students out there, this novel introduces us to Danny Deck, another of McMurtry’s colorful recurring characters (I also dig the sequel Some Can Whistle).
  5. Film Flam
    A hilarious and fascinating collection of essays about McMurtry’s early days in Hollywood.
  6. Texasville
    Unapologectically silly compared to its predecessor The Last Picture Show, Texasville still has its own considerable charms and merits. There's still a bittersweet and longing heart beating underneath all of the shenanigans.
  7. Horseman, Pass By
    The basis for the film Hud, this early novella of McMurtry's shares the same lonely tone of The Last Picture Show. McMurtry, incidentally, liked the film better than the book.
  8. Movin’ On
    Someday I’ll finish this motherfucker. It’ll warp your thinking about love, sex, rodeos and (again) grad school (provided you think about rodeos and grad school), but cut the dude some slack - he was clearly paid by the word for this monster.

Sunday, March 05, 2006

"Triple-Nominee George Clooney..."

...and other crap you're tired of hearing on tonight's 78th Annual Academy Awards!

I mistakenly thought Jon Stewart might actually inspire some self-deprecation on the part of Hollywood, but instead mostly what we've gotten is self-importance. I guess there really is a conspiracy to only nominate "topical" films because we were treated to a five-minute presentation on how Hollywood has enlightened us over the years with its take on all of society's ills. Man, all of hicks sure do owe a lot to Hollywood!

(Just in case you don't "get it," the Best Song Oscar was just won by "It's Hard Out Here For A Pimp." How novel!)

Anyway, I celebrated the silly buildup to the Oscars with a little film festival of my own this weekend, which included the following flicks:
  • Lost in Translation
  • Walk the Line
  • Rebecca
  • White (Three Colors Trilogy, Part II)
  • Boogie Nights
  • A Room With A View
  • Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
  • Notorious
  • Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
  • Pride & Prejudice

I don't know if Notorious actually won anything, but I dig ol' Cary Grant and Ingrid Bergman (and Hitchcock in his "romantic intrigue" phase). Come to think of it, did Eternal Sunshine get completely shut out also (Original Screenplay maybe)?

Anyway, I love all those films, even if Hollywood is really hard to take on Oscar night.

Friday, March 03, 2006

Patriot Act renewed! Let freedom ring!!

Boy, I am SOOOO glad that the Senate saw fit to renew the Patriot Act. What's that? Oh, you're one of those people, who think your privacy and civil rights should actually be worth a shit?

Well, then this article should set your mind at ease:
http://jfrancislehman.blogspot.com/2006/03/that-harmless-and-neccessary-patriot.html