Murfreesboro's Turncoats have re-revisited the '60s with a couple of new songs on their Myspace page. They'll be on a new record due early next year on Grand Palace.
Down With J.C.: How Rocketown makes Christianity cool for kids.
Detroit Rock City: Electric Six crank out masterful, dance-powered irreverence (Playing Wednesday, 5th at Mercy Lounge.)
Killers Never Die? Original Immortal Lee County Killers out for another joyride (Playing Friday, 30th at Springwater.)
Roots Revival: John Fogerty’s first release in three years heads back into CCR territory (Playing Wednesday, 5th at the Ryman.)
The Wonder Years: Stevie Wonder’s output from 1971-76 (Playing Saturday, 1st at Sommet Center.)
In The Spin: Feist, Melt-Banana
Our Critics' Picks: Keith Urban, Hidden Among Heroes, The Protomen, Jose Gonzalez & more.
Did you miss us since we been gone? Zing! This Monday, American Idol Kelly Clarkson finally makes it to Nashville (though there are rumors she may be moving here). The show is at the Ryman, I'm going and I am crazy pumped. Here are the top five reasons why:
5. The show isn't being sponsored by some kind of lame local music collective.
4. Downgraded from an arena tour due to slow-moving ticket sales, this stage show should offer a more stripped-down version of the pop princess—unlike her woeful halftime performance on Thanksgiving day. Do those appearances really help move records?
3. Performing at the Ryman is sure to bring out her down-home, girl-next-door, hey-y'all persona—but I have my fingers crossed that she'll let some sassy barb against her unsupportive label slip out.
2. Besides seeing Carrie belt it out at the CMT awards, and my visit to the Idols Live! Tour, and my backstage meet-and-greet with Sanjaya et. al., this will be the first time I've been in a room with a real life Idol star! (Though my best friend from high school did appear in a community theatre production of Zombie Prom with Justin Guarini when she was 13.)
1. "Since You Been Gone" still fucking rocks.
'Cause now the East Nashville venue is hosting the recordings they make of live shows online.
Check out live tracks from Lone Official, Alcohol Stuntband, Pico Vs Island Trees and more.
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So, last night I was enjoying a couple 2-for-1 cocktails at Red Door East, my local watering hole of choice. Around 11:15 pm, I went to the ladies room (yes, I'm a lady). While washing my hands, that familiar guitar line began emanating from the speakers. Then I heard it:
I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
I had a million dollars
But I spent it all
I chortled to myself about the establishment's sometimes strange musical choices, and about the continuing ubiquity of Sublime.
It was when I left the bathroom that things started to get strange. People were singing along. Like a lot of people. They were singing and swaying their hips and serenading each other in drunken bellows. As I made my way around the u-shaped bar the prevalence of the phenomenon became downright astounding—I mean, this wasn't Journey. When I got back to my drink I mentioned this quizzical situation to local luminary Chris Crofton. He was skeptical. "It's just those drunk rockabilly chicks with the dumb poofed-up-in-the-front hair," he said.
But, thirty seconds later he stopped mid-sentence and exclaimed, "Everyone is fucking singing along." Scanning the room, it became clear that about 40 percent of the patrons were at least mouthing the words. Maybe Bradley Nowell has some sort of strange beyond-the-grave mojo, maybe it was the 2-for-1 drinks—I don't know. But it was really strange.
The New York Times has this story on Joss Stone and LeAnn Rimes singin' up a storm for CMT in Franklin:
The setting was a small stage in a studio here, about 20 miles outside Nashville, where Ms. Stone and LeAnn Rimes were beginning rehearsals for a forthcoming episode of the CMT (Country Music Television) series "Crossroads." The show, now in its seventh season and among the highest-rated on the channel, typically pairs a country singer like Ms. Rimes with a more mainstream artist like Ms. Stone, a native of England whose stock in trade is soul. Each is asked to perform on a handful of the other's songs, as well as a cover or two.The author goes on to try really hard to make Joss Stone seem interesting.
John C. Reilly, one of our favorite actors on the planet, will be in Nashville Dec. 8 for a special screening of his new Judd Apatow-produced comedy Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story. While in town, he'll also play a gig with his band at the Mercy Lounge.
Above is the trailer, which has more laughs than anything I've seen in the past few months. Any resemblance between this and a certain Oscar-winning Johnny Cash biopic is purely intentional. And dig the cameo by a mystery Nashvillian who appears to be playing Elvis.
In his wilder days (before he co-wrote Toby Keith's "My List"), it's Nashville's own Randy Bishop.
First it was called Mainstreet, then it was Bongo Johnny's. Then Vanilla Ice played there. Or was that when it was still Mainstreet? Then I think the name changed to something else, then something else maybe, then Sweetwater. Oh yeah, maybe it was called something before it was Mainstreet? Who the hell knows. Well, now it's 527 Main Street, and this Saturday The Features, Velcro Stars & Kindergarten Circus will be there, puttin' some indie in your face for old time's sake. $10 bucks. 9pm. 18+, 527 Main Street, Murfreesboro.
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