John Mellencamp may be known for changing his name an astonishing three times, but he is respected for two other qualities: his status as the Bruce Springsteen of the Midwest, and his refusal to compromise his sound to fit the latest trends.
This acoustic offering, remastered and packaged together with a new concert tribute to Ronnie Montrose, offers an opportunity for quiet reflection on the guitarist’s lost genius.
“Time to Kill” found the Band — even as they went out into the world to face the mythos they had created in their initial sepia-toned absence — celebrating a bucolic world left behind.
Richard Manuel’s greatest triumph on Stage Fright, and one of his last signature moments of creativity, arrives with “Sleeping” — as does the growing sense that this is a Band album like no other
For Elvis Costello, the Band arrived like a bolt out of the blue. At the same time, there was an ageless quality to the songs — in particular Levon Helm and Company’s “Rag Mama Rag,” from 1969′s The Band.
Garth Hudson catches a honking groove on the accordion, setting the stage for a galloping assertion of carnal desire to which only Levon Helm — with his patented yard-dog yelp — could do justice.
A forthcoming documentary promises to retell the story of an innocent Texan unjustly jailed for his wife’s murder. The soundtrack for An Unreal Dream only adds to the tale’s complex story of redemption.
Beginning with a ruminative exploration on the fiddle, the Boston-based Celtic duo Twae-Left-Feet paint an enveloping portrait of old-world charm – before leaping with winking gusto into what might be best described as heel-clicking hootenanny. Meanwhile, Scott Burn’s layered, deeply intriguing work on the tambourine-like bodhran gives the tune both its ageless complexity and its joy-fueled propulsion. Turns out, “GuessRead More
Garth Hudson will be featured as a guest celebrity during a special pre-show meet and greet for the Tribute to the Last Waltz benefit, held Saturday, November 30, 2013, at the Trocadero Theatre in Philadelphia.
“King Harvest,” the unforgettably sad tale of a besieged farmer, begins not with a scene-setting declaration, but with a quiet sense of forboding — one that returns for its out-of-time chorus