Suddenly, Steven was thinking about his children.
The father of four had been idly scrolling through his phone when he came across a contact labeled “LIVV.” For a second he considered correcting the typo, but soon decided that there was no point. This contact hadn’t rung him in ages, nor had any of the others. A grotesque life of self-centered hedonism had led him here, alone, in the booth of a diner in a city that meant nothing to him. Steven Tyler, 65 years old, had never even seen his grandchild.
I’m just asking you to seriously think about your argument.
Well, good news for edgy local songwriters and performers with the sort of itch some reality-TV exposure just might scratch: Producers of a prospective "Nashville Rocker / Hipster / Alt-Country Rock Documentary-Reality Series" recently posted a casting call on both Craigslist and producer Adair Kaiser's website. Kaiser & Co.'s casting checklist features the following: a female singer-songwriter, a female singer, a male music manager, a three- to five-piece band, and a male singer-songwriter who "knows how to touch a girl's soul with a song." Here's the post as it appears on Craigslist:
Producers are looking for cast members who are living these parts: not actors looking to play musicians.
1. Female singer/songwriter trying to make it in Music City - passionate about the craft of singing and songwriting. Schooled in Classic Country.
2. Female singer with attitude (songwriter a plus), driven to success. Schooled in Pop Country and/or Country Rock.
3. Male music manager and under 35 - homegrown and on the handsome side with a passion and no-holds-barred attitude to selling his client(s).
4. Band - 3 to 5 member - Alt Country or Rock or Country Rock or Americana band - unsigned with an East Nashville attitude. No straight up Country.
5. Solo male singer/songwriter with heart. Knows how to touch a girl's soul with a song.
If you are sexy, driven, young and talented as well as comfortable in front of the camera plus looking for major exposure, please apply here
After the jump you'll find the posting as it appears on Kaiser's site, where she notes that the male singer-songwriter should be "more Iggy Pop than pretty boy look" — because, of course, we know how many girls' souls Iggy touched with "I Wanna Be Your Dog."
Rule One: Steer mostly toward “hits.” To me, this means most of the guests are familiar with the song. One party’s hit song is another party’s head-scratcher. Every single friend may know “Fox on the Run,” but I wouldn’t play that at a Christmas party at grandma’s house. Know your audience. Rule Two: Try to use only one song from a particular artist. The exceptions to this are: 1) You can reuse the same musician if he/she has been in multiple groups or bands (i.e., Destiny’s Child and Beyoncé or Wham! and George Michael), or 2) If the artist is a rapper/producer who guests on a lot of songs.
Below are three of my personal favorite songs I’ve included in an ever-growing list. Please share your favorite party songs, or a link to a Spotify playlist, or just share a story about a song you never, ever want to hear at a party again.
Presented without comment, here is tattoo artist Jonny Lashley's next-level painting of local joke-folk caterwaulers Birdcloud.
Oh Craigslist, you are an endless source of joy and whimsy! (Also, a bottomless cup of sadness and strange.) In another case of "some folks have entirely too much time on their hands," some clever Craigslister is hawking this fine specimen of hand-crafted music equipment for the paltry sum of $25,000. Allegedly, it's got one helluva provenance, but the seller is keeping mum on its true origins. But I don't need to tell you that — you can peep the (brilliant parody of a) post right here:
Will not break up the two. I purchased these vintage amp and geetar from the original owner and they were celebrity owned by a famous geetar picker frum the Grande Old Opry who's name i cannot say as i promised the family i would not say. The asking price is well below the appraisal I have from a famous Nashville vintage geetar seller. This amp nails the brown sound. Please email me a valid phone number when inquiring to weed out the scammers...
As someone who recently sold a bunch of stuff on Craigslist, I have to offer my condolences — this dude's inbox is going to be blowing up for months even after this beautiful bit of gear is gone. Well played, anonymous Craigslister, well played.
But all that got me thinking — may be it's time to update the honky-tonk canon. For the most part, it's the same songs every time, with the same sentiments and a relatively small segment of recorded music's history being represented. But awesome things happen when you expand the repertoire! Like that time I saw Heath Haynes make a crowd of wasted SEC basketball fans freak the fuck out over "I Wanna be Your Dog." And let's face it, at this point in history punk rock is pretty much a non-stop nostalgia trip — which makes it a perfect fit for Lower Broad!
Maybe if we rejigger the canon, tensions won't run so high at the end of the night, or maybe tensions will run so high that we bring the beach to Lower Broad. Either way, it's better than another shitty version of "Margaritaville." So let's delve into my suggestions for updating the playlists on Lower Broad. Feel free to drop your own in the comments section.
So it's Jerry Garcia's birthday, and I haven't taken a shower yet — seems like the perfect time to post about the Dead! While I am not a hardcore Deadhead, I've got to say that this band was fucking great in a sloppy, spacy, "Where the fuck is this song going?!" sort of way. And no, it's not just the drugs talking — unless you consider Dunkin' Donuts a drug. (And in that case, the effects are more gastrointestinal than psychotropic.) Sure, I'll lose punk points for this post, and if my 16-year-old self ever gets a time machine he's going to kill me in my sleep, but whatever. It's Jerry's birthday, let's wade in the murky water.
So, let's open it up to the floor: What's your favorite Dead song? Mine is "Dark Star" (the single version), but I'm also a big fan of the over-the-top jams this song inspires. Especially this meandering 33-minute version from Winterland on December 11, 1972. Then again, this version from Jerry's birthday in '73 is pretty awesome, too. (And if you're wondering why I posted "Tennessee Jed," it's a ruse to trick my editor into think there's a local angle on this post.) So now I want to hear what y'all have got to say — favorite songs, favorite versions, favorite versions of versions, and all of that nerdy Dead shit.
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