Here's a video of Kelsey Waldon doing her song "Try and Pretend" in front of the sparkly strands at The Stone Fox back in January. (If I'm not mistaken, this was shot on a night Waldon shared the stage with Lilly Hiatt and Allen Thompson.) The song comes from Waldon's excellent Fixin' It Up EP, which is throwback country in its mannerisms — tidy verse-chorus structures, sturdy Telecaster pickin' and high lonesomeness aplenty — but feels smartly contemporary in its mien. Not unlike a more tradition-leaning Caitlin Rose or Kasey Musgraves, in that sense, though you'd never mistake her for either. "It's a simple thing that I can't place / It's a hard liquor, and I can't chase." So good! And dig how the shadow of "I Still Miss Someone" falls across the guitar lick coming out of the first chorus. Call it Americana if you have to, just come and like it now with me.
Video by Zachary Dyke.
Other notable additions include Beyonce alt-R&B sister act Solange, cult-following-by-design favorites of yester-decade (or, for Tripping Daisy fans, yester-yester-decade) The Polyphonic Spree, California jam/funk bros Animal Liberation Orchestra (ALO), folk-rockers Delta Rae and Decemberists’ bluegrass side project Black Prairie, who, according to the band’s blog, will appear on comedian Ed Helms’ Bluegrass Situation Stage as part of a “SUPERJAM” featuring Aoife O’Donovan, Del McCoury and Sam Bush and The Punch Brothers’ Noam Pikelney.
Also, in a programing decision similar to last year’s Dan Halen inclusion (or 2008’s Lez Zeppelin booking), the festival has added a Zeppelin tribute act, Bustle in Your Hedgerow (I admit, clever name).
On the local tip — in addition to Road to Bonnaroo winners Alanna Royale, Ranch Ghost and Ri¢hie — William Tyler, Rayland Baxter, Jonny Fritz and Tennessee-via-Texas raising country star Kacey Musgraves are among the artists slated to appear on the festival’s club stages. Peruse the full list after the jump. And visit the festival’s official site for tickets and other deets.
* Winston Yellen and his Night Beds have been touring pretty hard on their release, Country Sleep, recently heading across the pond for an appearance on Later With Jools Holland. Plane tickets are pretty pricey, it would seem, as Yellen just brought along a drummer for his Jools performance — see Night Beds doing "Ramona" as a two-piece above, and skip on after the jump to hear Yellen very bravely doing "Faithful Heights" completely unaccompanied.
* As noted by The Spin, Paramore frontwoman Hayley Williams did her best to "delicately engage with her fans who were word-vomiting nonsense at her out of uncontainable excitement" at Grimey's on Record Store Day. If you want to know what that looked like, YouTuber Zach Swift posted the entire set. Watch that "WOO!"-garnering performance after the jump.
* As also noted by The Spin, one of the most touching moments of this year's Freakin' Weekend rock 'n' roll fest was when local punkers Diarrhea Planet dedicated a rendition of The Boss's "Born to Run" to dearly departed Weekend founder Ben Todd. Well, the Planeteers recently revisited "Born" at a show in Brooklyn with Titus Andronicus frontman Patrick Stickles of vox. Stereogum picked it up, noting that "those of us who have routinely skipped Diarrhea Planet shows because of the band’s name have been fucking up." See that performance after the jump as well.
* And finally, local country-rockin' dude Andrew Combs and his band recently played Music City Roots at Loveless Barn. Watch the boys perform "Emily" after the jump, and keep an eye out for a charming glance from British steel man Spencer Cullum Jr.
Anyone fascinated with the outer realms of electronic music will want to rearrange their calendars tonight — that is, unless they're already planning to see Jason Lescalleet at The Owl Farm. We missed Lescalleet's show last year — he "blew the lid off of Cummins Station with his VERY LOUD experimental/tape loops/noise/drone set," says no less an authority than Theatre Intangible's Tony Youngblood — as his LP Songs About Nothing (which bears relation to Big Black's Songs About Fucking in a way similar to that between Exile in Guyville and Exile on Main St.) was getting raves from The New York Times' Ben Ratliff and Pitchfork.
We can't improve upon promoter Chris Davis' description:
As noted last week, plenty of the films — documentaries and features alike — screening at this year's Nashville Film Festival are music-related in one way or another. One doc we haven't yet mentioned, however, is Musicwood, which screens tonight at 7 p.m. and tomorrow at 2 p.m., with a Q&A featuring the director and the producer to follow. Tickets are available here.
Now, when most newspaper-reading types hear the words "Gibson Guitars" and "wood" in tandem, they most likely think of the two occasions when the Nashville-based company was raided by agents of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service — the raids took place because Gibson violated the Lacey Act by illegally importing exotic wood, with the instrument makers ultimately losing roughly $600,000 in penalties and forfeited assets. But that actually isn't what Musicwood is about at all, it would seem. Rather, it's about the point of intersection between representatives from three guitar companies (Gibson, Martin and Taylor), a Native-American logging company, Greenpeace, and some musicians: that point of intersection being Southeast Alaska. Here's a synopsis:
Last fall, local rock 'n' rollers The Kingston Springs released their eponymous debut full-length, the second track of which was a number called "Weight of This World." We've seen videos of the Springs performing "Weight" a time or two, but this week marks the premiere of the song's official video.
The vid — which was co-directed by Tim Duggan and the band members themselves — centers on an intrepid young lady whose motorbiking adventures bring her face-to-face with some oceanic, volcanic and cosmic activity (yes, in that order). It all conflates into one big, kaleidoscopic mass of whirring, flashing imagery just as "Weight of This World" reaches its psychedelic pinnacle. Truly, this is one of the better-looking and more creatively constructed local music videos I've seen in some time — and we've seen some good ones lately. Enjoy that above, and for good measure, hear all of The Kingston Springs below or at the TKS Bandcamp page.
Mississippi-boys-turned-Nashvillians The Weeks — who we last saw in their crime-embracing video for "Brother in the Night" — are of course among the first gaggle of artists signed to Kings of Leon's label Serpents and Snakes Records. Dear Bo Jackson, their fourth LP (and first for S&S), will hit the shelf and the Web alike one week from today, and they'll celebrate with a release show this Friday, April 26, at Mercy Lounge. We'll have more on The Weeks in this week's (see what I did there?) forthcoming dead-tree edition of the Scene. But for now, let's get someone a pair of guest-list spots and a free copy of Dear Bo Jackson.
You know how our caption contests work, but let's run through the rules just in case. See the redneck-skewering image you see above? Come up with the sharpest, most side-splitting caption you can for that, and post it down there in the comments section. Be sure to include your email address in the appropriate field — we won't publish it, but we'll need it in order to contact our winner. We'll pick our favorite caption around midday on Friday (day of show), so be sure to keep an eye on your email — if we don't hear back from our winner within about two hours, we'll have to go with the next person in line. Everybody savvy? Ready to do it? All right, go!
Update: We have our winner. Thanks for playing!
Starting with his first hit single, “The Breakup Song (They Don’t Write ‘Em)” in 1981, Greg Kihn crafted a handful of catchy rock ’n’ roll hits scattered throughout the 1980s. His biggest, 1983's “Jeopardy,” was spotlighted in one of the first big, breakout videos on MTV. It featured attacking zombies and a Lovecraftian-tentacled terror months before Michael Jackson led a moon-walking horde of the undead unto the TV sets of America.
After the hits ran out, Kihn continued recording in addition to becoming a popular radio personality in Northern California and beginning a career as a novelist with four horror novels published in the '90s. Kihn’s now turned his eye toward the rock ’n’ roll mystery fiction field with his new novel Rubber Soul, which features four guys from Liverpool and a cellar full of murder. He’s making a special appearance in the Cult Fiction Underground at Logue’s Black Raven Emporium tonight at 7 p.m., where he’ll be signing copies of the book and performing a free, all-acoustic set.
In a press conference at LP Field this morning, Mayor Karl Dean announced the “Nashville Dancin’” series. A nod to the other “Dancin’” series with an updated moniker — and logo — this family-friendly concert series will be held Thursday nights from June 13 until Aug. 1.
Mayor Dean — who was introduced by GAC’s Storme Warren as “Nashville’s Best Friend" — touched upon Nashville’s “it” status of late, and stated that the relaunched concert series would celebrate Nashville’s status as a creative center.
Title sponsor Dollar General chairman/CEO Rick Dreiling announced that the event would offer free parking for all attendees, provided by the Titans. He then passed the mic to series founder Tom Morales, who explained the conceptualization of the event back in the early ‘90s, and how Dancin’ was always intended to celebrate the community spirit and the pride of Nashville. Morales estimated that the event will draw 10,000 to 15,000 attendees to downtown Nashville each week, having a positive economic impact (approximately $5 million) on the city, particularly the businesses that will benefit from pre- and post-concert activity.
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