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Yep, it's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues Friday&lt;/span&gt;. And we have an &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;World-Premier Exclusive a the bottom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   Hold on to your wigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, in keeping with our inspiration, &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;The Deep Blues Festival&lt;/a&gt;, we'd like to draw your attention to the upcoming &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deepbluesfilmfestival"&gt;Deep Blues Film Festival&lt;/a&gt;.  It's going to run from January 23rd-January 30th, and it's got a killer list of films already in the can: - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Can't Take It With You", "The Hand Of Fatima", "The Folksinger", "It Came From Detroit", and "Wayne County Rambling"&lt;/span&gt;.  More info on the films and the Fest can be found at the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deepbluesfilmfestival"&gt;Myspace Page&lt;/a&gt;. If you're planning to be in the Minneapolis area, or have the time, it's well worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't even pretend to be objective when it comes to &lt;a href="http://www.purecountrygold.com/main.html"&gt;Pure Country Gold&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They're one of our favorite bands, &lt;/span&gt; a two-man (drums, guitar, vocals) force of raw nature, all desperation and booze-fueled rock'n'fuckin'roll.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got to see 'em play live at last summer's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues Fest&lt;/span&gt;, and they exceeded every expectation, a sweaty barrel-house blast of amped-up sound and wail. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We wrote about 'em &lt;a href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2008/10/pure-country-gold.html"&gt;way back when&lt;/a&gt;.  Here's part of what we said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Pure Country Gold is pure trash. Tasty, nasty and loud. And sleazy. Sleazy like the barroom floor at last call, you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here, and who're you gonna pick up to take home for a quick rut just to say your weekend wasn't a total waste, burning sensation be damned...Yeah, it's that good. ...It's complete (glorious, sonic) junk masquerading with a name designed to confuse. But, they've got that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sensibility&lt;/span&gt;, if you know what we mean...Imagine some urban cowboy wandering into a local jukejoint only to be faced with this glorious racket, shit-amped guitars through busted speakers, some guy hollerin' wounded goat over the bluescowpunk mess. Feller would probably crap his Lee's...Hyper-amped, garage-fuelled, amphetamine muckity muck."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Course, that barely covers the band and their sound.  But, we figger, why listen to us blather on, when you can hear direct from the band? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer and guitar fucker &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Patrick Foss&lt;/span&gt; (aka Petey, aka Pure Cunt) was kind enough to answer a few questions for us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Big Rock Candy Mountain Interview With Pure Country Gold&lt;br /&gt;(In which we learn the value of bubbles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Big Rock Candy Mountain: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Who is &lt;a href="http://www.purecountrygold.com/"&gt;Pure Country Gold &lt;/a&gt;and how did you come to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Patrick Foss:&lt;/span&gt; Patrick &amp; Jake or Petey &amp; Beefjake or Pure Cunt &amp; Tree Gold.  We'll answer to any of those names.  One night we were both drinking in a bar called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Club 21&lt;/span&gt; and decided to start playing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Where did the name &lt;a href="http://www.purecountrygold.com/"&gt;Pure Country Gold&lt;/a&gt; come from,  and how pure are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; The name came out of my desire to pick something happy and hippie sounding.  I like to think we play feel-good music and thought the band-name should put warm and happy images into people's heads.  Sunflowers &amp; sunshine are the images that popped in my head and I felt that that aesthetic was the antithesis to the Jack Daniel's t-shirt and devil-doll rawk stuff which I find kinda dumb.  We never considered that having the word 'country' in our name would confuse people, but sometimes we don't think things through too good.  Pure?  Uh...probably not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Are you a Blues band with Punk roots, a Punk band with Blues roots,  none of the above, all of the above, or something else entirely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; I've never thought of us as a "blues" band, but there's definitely a strong blues and R&amp;B influence.  Punk and blues music is how we learned to play our instruments so those influences inform how we perform the songs I write.  I think we play rock &amp; roll, but that doesn't mean anything anymore so I'll just let the journalist-types like you decide what we play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Who are your influences, if any?   What infernal sounds inform the &lt;a href="http://www.purecountrygold.com/"&gt;Pure Country Gold&lt;/a&gt; aesthetic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; 50's and 60's rock and pop are heavy influences on my songwriting, as is later power-pop and punk rock. I'm a huge nerdy Beatles fan.  Discovering &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crypt Records&lt;/span&gt; sometime in the mid-90's was pretty big for me.  I also love early hardcore and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Greg Ginn&lt;/span&gt; is probably my favorite guitar player.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jake and I are also the world's only 2-piece Bad Brains tribute band&lt;/span&gt; if that says anything about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Whiskey or beer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; Beer.  Mostly Vodka for me, but I don't discriminate too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yellow Bubbles.  Discuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; We were in a bar on tour and I ordered a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pabst&lt;/span&gt; and the bartender said they didn't have Pabst, so I tried Hamm's, Olympia, Rainier, etc and they didn't have none of those either.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Finally I asked for anything yellow with bubbles in it&lt;/span&gt;.  Some drunk at the bar was amused by that and said he was gonna write a song called 'Yellow Bubbles'.  I think I yelled back at him, "Not if I write it first!  I'll see you on the pop-charts motherfucker!"&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what beer I ended up being served, but it had yellow bubbles in it.  Anyway, I ended up writing a silly pop song about domestic beer and the apocalypse. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm proudest of the line "have a magic moment sometimes"&lt;/span&gt; which is a backronym for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hamm's&lt;/span&gt; that I made up.  Anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biglegalmessrecords.com/main.htm"&gt;Big Legal Mess&lt;/a&gt; still has some of the &lt;a href="http://www.biglegalmessrecords.com/purecountry.htm"&gt;7 inchers&lt;/a&gt; lying around so people need to buy them puppies up!  They’re on yellow-gold vinyl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; Has there ever been a situation where one of you had to play a solo gig due to, ahem, unforeseen circumstances?  If so, how did that work out, and what important lessons about life did you learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; Just about everybody who was at the&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Deep Blues Fest 08&lt;/span&gt; knows this story, but we've never told our side.  We were at the Holiday Inn lounge with many other DBF performers and I wanted some tequila.  When I asked how much the Patron cost the bartender told me $4.  That's really fucking cheap and probably a mistake, so I ordered 15 shots!  I drank 2 or 3 of em, gave away several and left Jake with the rest when I headed up to my room to go to bed.  &lt;br /&gt;At some point Jake went outside and sat down to make a phone call and fell asleep.  The hotel security couldn't roust him so they called the cops. The next morning I get a call from our buddy Jay to inform me that Jake's in the drunk-tank.  We were slotted to play at noon and I got the call around 10:30.  Jay and I drove into St Paul, tracked down the detox center and found out there was no way Jake was making the gig.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing else we could do so we headed towards Lake Elmo to the festival and I jotted down a list of songs I thought I could pull off solo.  All I was thinking was that I needed to pull something off because we needed to get paid!  We arrived at the festival at a quarter to noon and I set up on stage.  I played 8 or so songs and it went great - I wrote those songs alone on my acoustic so there was no reason they wouldn't work this time. Thankfully Chris was kind enough to make room for us the next day so we were able to get a set in with the whole band.&lt;br /&gt;Life lesson?  For me: don't leave your already-drunk drummer in the bar with 4 or 5 shots of tequila in front of him when you have a gig at noon the next day.  For Jake: don't drunk-dial your friends outside of hotels in Ramsey County, MN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Louder, Faster or Out of Control?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; Out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;As a duo, how does your dynamic work?  Do you find yourselves limited or freed by the drum 'n' guitar format?  And how do you get so damned loud?  Is there a volume above 11?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; I write song ideas on my acoustic at home and then bring Jake and some amplification in to flesh things out.  We're definitely limited, but I think the limitation is a good thing - it's a fun challenge to make things work with just the two of us.  Maybe someday we'll run out of ideas and we'll add instruments or members to open things up, but I think we'll be ok for a while with the setup we have now.  I've always been a pretty "busy" guitar player and combined with Jake's bombastic drumming I think it works out well.  Yes, we're loud too, but because Jake's a loud fucking drummer and I turn up to be heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You're based out of Portland, Oregon, a city known for a great music scene.  How does the band fit into the city?  Where are the best clubs to play?   Is beer at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Club 21&lt;/span&gt; still just a buck on Wednesday night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; Everyone says how Portland has this great scene but I don't really see it.  There’s no unified Portland scene at all - it's all fractured and cliquey like everywhere else.  There are too many venues and bands here and everyone just goes to see their friends' bands play and ignore everything else.  That being said, we have many great friends in many great bands and we play lots of great shows with our friends.  I love that, but I don't feel that we're part of any greater Portland music scene and I don't think any of our friends do either.  I don't mean to sound like I'm complaining - we really love playing in this town and have played with many bands of many genres at many venues - but all this talk of a Portland scene doesn't really make sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;There are some great venues here - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the Kenton Club, the East End and Slabtown&lt;/span&gt; treat us well and we love playing those places.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Club 21&lt;/span&gt; is not really a club - meaning there are no bands or strippers there - but we spend lots of time there drinking even though beer is no longer a buck on Wednesday nights.  As much as we love the place, it's a pretty shitty bar and I love to imagine that people may someday go in there just because of that song we wrote about it, but think it sucks and leave and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Your favorite t-shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; Probably my shirt that says &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I'd rather be over the hill than under it"&lt;/span&gt;, but I don't wear the shirt for the statement so much as because it's comfy and blue.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I like blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Obligatory &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;Deep Blues Festival question&lt;/a&gt;:   How did you come to play at the Fest, and what are your best memories of the Fest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jay Martin (aka DJ Hwy 7)&lt;/span&gt; is a close friend of ours and is friends with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Johnson&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rick Saunders&lt;/span&gt; and many other folks involved with the Deep Blues community.  He recommended us and Chris contacted us to play the 2nd fest in 2008.  We had a great time, met some great folks and Chris invited us to play again at the DBF09.  Chris has a great thing going with this fest and I hope he can continue to build it to what it deserves to be.  We’re certainly proud to have been a part of it!&lt;br /&gt;There were many great bands at the fest last year, but I think &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chooglin’&lt;/span&gt; was my fave &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(ed note: Chooglin' did indeed kick much ass)&lt;/span&gt;.  My best memory of DBF09 though is hanging out with Jay on Thursday afternoon before the fest.  He was so drunk by 3pm that he passed out and missed the whole Thursday night show.  Maybe that's a silly thing to choose as a highlight, but I'd never seen him so drunk before and he made me laugh a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;God or Satan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; Satan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; In a perfect world, Pure Country Gold has the number one single in the world.  How do you celebrate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF: &lt;/span&gt; With drugs and girls I'm guessin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BRCM:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What's next for the band?  Rumor has it you've completed a new record and are shopping it.  Anything you can tell us about the album?  Tour in the works?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PF:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;New record is done and yes, we're talking to labels now.&lt;/span&gt; We're real proud of this record - I think it sounds great, has a good variety of tunes and represents our live sound well.  We have plans to tour the US and Europe in 2010.  We'd love that record out before we hit the road so we're concentrating on that first, but we'll hit the road regardless.  We promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Patrick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for that promised &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;World Premiere Exclusive&lt;/span&gt;.  The following track, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I'm The End"&lt;/span&gt; is a song from the aforementioned, upcoming new record from &lt;a href="http://www.purecountrygold.com/main.html"&gt;Pure Country Gold&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Tough Tuesday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The band were kind enough to share the record with us, and we can testify, hallelujah, that the album is a prime slab of pounding rawk, full of piss'n'vinegar, primal shout'n'howl.   Tell your local record label to release this record &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other two tunes are from their 7"'s &lt;a href="http://www.biglegalmessrecords.com/purecountry.htm"&gt;"Yellow Bubbles"&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.purecountrygold.com/disco.htm"&gt;"Setting Sun"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rock over America, rock over Portland!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/v52lafy57i.mp3"&gt;Pure Country Gold: I'm The End (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ltjlvb2he1.mp3"&gt;Pure Country Gold: Yellow Bubbles (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/i20jmp9pnc.mp3"&gt;Pure Country Gold: Setting Sun (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support your local, independent K-Tel distribution center.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-8560073707996860758?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8560073707996860758/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=8560073707996860758&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/8560073707996860758?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/8560073707996860758?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/lXg3vzy72sM/yellow-bubbles.html" title="Yellow Bubbles" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SvOZ9KKwVWI/AAAAAAAAA3c/gmdbTt_O_Jw/s72-c/PCG-Matto.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/11/yellow-bubbles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQDRX0zeyp7ImA9WxNUE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-7142900709862780913</id><published>2009-11-04T08:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:06:14.383-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-04T11:06:14.383-06:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The A-Bones" /><title>Crash The Party</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Su2sLOF44gI/AAAAAAAAA3U/HORV4bEcPbs/s1600-h/936-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Su2sLOF44gI/AAAAAAAAA3U/HORV4bEcPbs/s400/936-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399160837048427010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Yankees! Ah well, fingers crossed.  Two games to go. Go Phillies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad I got that off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always a good year when god's favorite sock-hop destruction-ists &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theabones"&gt; The A-Bones&lt;/a&gt; grace us with a new record.  When it's been over &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; years, it's a cause for twitterpated revelry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formed by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Billy Miller&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Miriam Linna&lt;/span&gt; (who also are the guiding forces behind the essential &lt;a href="http://www.nortonrecords.com/"&gt;Norton Records&lt;/a&gt;), The &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theabones"&gt;A-Bones&lt;/a&gt;  are a swinging, shimmying, stompin' stew of sax-skronkin' sin and sleaze.  Taking the tropes of 50's teen dance euphoria, mixing in the danger of black sunglasses, devil-driven rock'n'billy, and opening up the garage doors onto suburban streets,  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The A-Bones&lt;/span&gt; recognize the similarity of the sock hop and the strip club, barely controlled sex urge grunting yeah, baby yeah.  It's milkshake-shakin' rumble, tribal poundin', guitar frenzy, finger poppin' rebellion, with the needle on the record, and go,caveman,go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some deserted stretch of highway outside of Anytown, USA, a 1956 Chevy Belair lies smoking and crumpled, the front end smashed against a telephone pole.  There's glass everywhere, like diamonds in the moonlight.  Inside the car are two bloodied corpses, teenage lovers fresh from the prom, caught by tragedy in a death grip of love and lust, the end of the world in a tux and gown.  The radio (AM, of course) still plays in rhythm to the spinning wheels, and the band crackling out of the tinny speakers is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The A-Bones&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A-Bones'&lt;/span&gt; new record, &lt;a href="http://nortonville.blogspot.com/2009/06/bones-album-debite-tonite-on-wfmu.html"&gt;Not Now!&lt;/a&gt;, is out now on&lt;a href="http://www.nortonrecords.com/index2.html"&gt; Norton&lt;/a&gt; (and some guy named Ira Kaplan plays on the record, too.  You might have heard of him).  It's well worth your time.  Honest.  You'll be rockin'n'boppin the night away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/o5431z269f.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The A-Bones: Shallow Grave (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/7ap6u5vsay.mp3"&gt;The A-Bones: Daddy Wants A Cold Beer (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/s01oxdmmmh.mp3"&gt;The A-Bones: Shanty Tramp (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/oi9yyb2gdk.mp3"&gt;The A-Bones: Monkey's Uncle (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/fyt5lbsb1v.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The A-Bones: Hully Gully (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support your local, independent corsage shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-7142900709862780913?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/7142900709862780913/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=7142900709862780913&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/7142900709862780913?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/7142900709862780913?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/NRBPAy24-7E/crash-party.html" title="Crash The Party" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Su2sLOF44gI/AAAAAAAAA3U/HORV4bEcPbs/s72-c/936-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/11/crash-party.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUEQXw-cSp7ImA9WxNVEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-4775481137746485343</id><published>2009-10-22T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:30:00.259-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-22T08:30:00.259-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Almighty Defenders" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mark Sultan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="King Khan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Black Lips" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="BBQ" /><title>Bow Down</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH5RhnTHEI/AAAAAAAAA3M/wzirMvSaDxA/s1600-h/tent-revival.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH5RhnTHEI/AAAAAAAAA3M/wzirMvSaDxA/s400/tent-revival.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391364308415487042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulp.  So much for "daily".  We'll save the daily posts for the upcoming Xmas extravaganza.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...we'll finish up with our "all new" stuff over the next couple of posts, and then kick it back to the usual stuff y'all know and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if there's much to say about the new &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thealmightydefenders"&gt;Almighty Defenders&lt;/a&gt; sooper-groop that hasn't already been said, but just in case you missed it, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thealmightydefenders"&gt;The Almighty Defenders&lt;/a&gt; is one-off (sadly) project featuring Mountain fave &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kingkhantheshrines"&gt;King Khan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.marksultan.com/"&gt;BBQ (Mark Sultan)&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.black-lips.com/"&gt;The Black Lips.&lt;/a&gt;  If that aint enough to git yr panties in a bundle, then consider the fact that it's a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;gospel&lt;/span&gt; album.  Well, not really, kinda, but as close as a group of celebrated hedonists can get.  Actually, nevermind, it really is a gospel record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The album was recorded in a rumored booze-fueled few days, while the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'Lips&lt;/span&gt; were in exile at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;King Khan's&lt;/span&gt; house in Germany (while hiding from Indian authorities due to bad behaviour).  Whether the details are true, or the stuff of myth'n'legend, doesn't matter much, since the record is a swirling mess of deep soul handclaps, hootenanny stomp, gristle-encrusted guitar sleaze, praise-god-hallelujah-let's fuck hollerin' goodness.  It sounds like there's a party going on in god's pants, and the boys are the band at the end of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the best record of the year?  You'll have to wait and see, but it's real contender, praise jesus.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.viceland.com/vicerecords/store_almighty_defenders.php"&gt;The record is out now&lt;/a&gt;.  So, there you are.  Start yr fanzine now. As a bonus, we're gonna throw in a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;King Khan&lt;/span&gt; tune and a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mark Sultan/BBQ&lt;/span&gt; tune, just for kicks.  We're saving tunes from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The King Khan and BBQ Show&lt;/span&gt; for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/zx05j44eig.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Almighty Defenders: All My Loving (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/lruu27jh99.mp3"&gt;The Almighty Defenders: Bow Down and Die (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/c4tfaxbhae.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Khan and His Sensational Shrines: Kukamonga Boogaloo (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/dlf3z9utds.mp3"&gt;BBQ: Shake Real Low (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support yr local, independent satyr of choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-4775481137746485343?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4775481137746485343/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=4775481137746485343&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/4775481137746485343?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/4775481137746485343?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/03JC__QgABo/bow-down.html" title="Bow Down" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH5RhnTHEI/AAAAAAAAA3M/wzirMvSaDxA/s72-c/tent-revival.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/10/bow-down.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcEQXs-eip7ImA9WxNWFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-5040833422832237222</id><published>2009-10-14T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:30:00.552-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-14T08:30:00.552-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mountain Goats" /><title>World To Come</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH34OtwojI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vzDqrELlhdk/s1600-h/floating%2520campfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH34OtwojI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vzDqrELlhdk/s400/floating%2520campfire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391362774333956658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuther day, 'nuther new record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mountain-goats.com/"&gt;The Mountain Goats &lt;/a&gt;is, essentially, John Darnielle.  Of late, he's been playing with a full(ish) band, but he first made his bones and name with a lengthy discography of simple recordings, some done on a boombox.  A hyper-literate lyricist, Darnielle nevertheless couches his observations on heartbreak, joy, and life lived in moments with melting melody and a (mostly acoustic) guitar style that feeds and veers with each song, an instrument on par with Darnielle's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Mountain Goats&lt;/span&gt; have a new record out, &lt;a href="http://www.mountain-goats.com/discog/tlotwtc.html"&gt;The Life of the World to Come&lt;/a&gt;, and, like many of their albums, it's a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;themed&lt;/span&gt; work.  And that theme is...The Bible.  Yup, Darnielle takes on the Good Book.  But, like all his work, it's a theme that takes on a life of it's own, using verses from the Bible as springboards into his head. Not a religious tract, and certainly not a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; album, it's a cycle of lost and found, the beating heart and the downcast eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a starkly beautiful record of confession, loss, and tiny joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Romans 10:9"&lt;/span&gt;, is taken from the new &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mountain Goats'&lt;/span&gt; record, &lt;a href="http://www.mountain-goats.com/discog/tlotwtc.html"&gt;"The Life of the World to Come"&lt;/a&gt;.  It's our favorite tune on the album.  It's impossible to give a full overview of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Darnielle's&lt;/span&gt; work in a few songs, so for the rest, we selected a couple of our current favorites.  Every &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mountain Goats&lt;/span&gt; fan probably has a list that differs widely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit back and dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/eot8v9af15.mp3"&gt;The Mountain Goats: Romans 10:9 (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/6ebsvxp8ai.mp3"&gt;The Mountain Goats: Cubs In 5 (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/cxqlacrj54.mp3"&gt;The Mountain Goats: Elijah (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/cg3csxk473.mp3"&gt;The Mountain Goats: Mess Inside (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support your local, independent goat farmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-5040833422832237222?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/5040833422832237222/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=5040833422832237222&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/5040833422832237222?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/5040833422832237222?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/wGzjYn-ys9Y/world-to-come.html" title="World To Come" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH34OtwojI/AAAAAAAAA3E/vzDqrELlhdk/s72-c/floating%2520campfire.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-to-come.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YEQng5cCp7ImA9WxNWFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-3712927516903599416</id><published>2009-10-13T08:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:38:23.628-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-13T08:38:23.628-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cococoma" /><title>Not All Right</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH2t5x3TOI/AAAAAAAAA20/UIu1EHAQN0A/s1600-h/dancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH2t5x3TOI/AAAAAAAAA20/UIu1EHAQN0A/s400/dancer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391361497403706594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing our week of "new" stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new record from &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/cococoma"&gt;Cococoma&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/cart/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=2&amp;products_id=4877"&gt;"Things Are Not All Right"&lt;/a&gt; (on &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/mainpage.php"&gt;Goner&lt;/a&gt;!) arrived at my door last week on pink vinyl.  Pink vinyl, god love 'em!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the mean streets of Chicago, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/cococoma"&gt;Cococoma&lt;/a&gt; is Bill and Lisa Roe with a revolving cast of bassists.  What they play is a slobberbone style of our old favorite garage-trash punk.  No reinventing the wheel here, but they do it better than anyone else.  Sorta like the glory days of New Bomb Turks and the Oblivians, when all other bands sounded like pretenders to the throne, Cococoma takes their sound to dizzying heights of surging organ, caveman stomp drums, and shattered, savage guitar.  With Bill Roe's vocals howling and sniping over the proceedings, it's like the second coming of The Stooges.  Yeah, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill and Lisa Roe also run a fledgling record label, &lt;a href="http://www.troubleinmindrecs.com/"&gt;Trouble In Mind&lt;/a&gt;, which has put out some killer singles over the last few months.  Y'all should check it out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rock'n'roll, kids, and I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From vinyl, suckas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/6atsjy9x49.mp3"&gt;Cococoma: It Won't Be Long (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/v5l6bsihjt.mp3"&gt;Cococoma: I Swear (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/iu1jhbsvo8.mp3"&gt;Cococoma: Keep That Volume Down (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support your local, independent emergency room attendants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-3712927516903599416?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/3712927516903599416/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=3712927516903599416&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/3712927516903599416?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/3712927516903599416?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/21ezvA1z8Y0/not-all-right.html" title="Not All Right" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/StH2t5x3TOI/AAAAAAAAA20/UIu1EHAQN0A/s72-c/dancer.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-all-right.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUEQXo-cCp7ImA9WxNWE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-2098042836660181889</id><published>2009-10-12T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:30:00.458-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-12T08:30:00.458-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yo La Tengo" /><title>Big Day Coming</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsvdCOlOn_I/AAAAAAAAA2k/2ffLZFV-SwY/s1600-h/naomi%2520hotrod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsvdCOlOn_I/AAAAAAAAA2k/2ffLZFV-SwY/s400/naomi%2520hotrod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389644409422651378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're realizing more and more how hard it is to post something that hasn't been covered ad nauseum somewhere else.  So many other websites, so many other &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;specialized&lt;/span&gt; websites.  We're not a "full album" site, and we're not a "breaking news" site.  We're just a guy with a computer who sees too many shows and has too many albums.  There's no point in trying to compete, and we've been doing this a very long time in "blogger years", whatever that is.  Our first focus round these parts was Country, with a little Blues and Garage/Trash/Rawk'n'Roll thrown into the mix.  Our bread and butter, then.  We've seen a ton of sites spring up over the years that cover these things, to varying degrees of longevity and effectiveness.  And yet, here we are, still.  We've been excited by a variety of new releases over the years, and this year is no exception.  We still feel that there's a wealth of great "old" music that's worth exploring.  And the Deep Blues Fest that we keep rambling on and on and on about has rejuvenated our love of the Blues in all it's mutations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think there's more to say, and more to post.  We'd like to believe we at least offer a hint of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;context&lt;/span&gt; in a world of quick-grab gratification and PR "one-sheet" cut and pasting.  So, we soldier on, we'll be here.  No crisis of purpose, just an evaluation of what we represent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think over the next couple of weeks, we're gonna focus on them what brought us to the dance, returning our focus mainly to the Country and Western and Deep Blues music.  We'll still throw in the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ramdom trash-fest, Six pack vinyl&lt;/span&gt; love, and whatnot, of course.  And, naturally, y'all can't miss &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;our annual Xmas extravaganza&lt;/span&gt;.  But first, and first and first... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that said, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; week we're gonna go &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;daily&lt;/span&gt; with a batch of new releases that we think are super-neato.  Let's get on with it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yolatengo.com/"&gt;Yo La Tengo&lt;/a&gt; have a new record out, &lt;a href="http://www.matadorrecords.com/store/index.php?catalog_id=377"&gt;"Popular Songs"&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.matadorrecords.com/"&gt;Matador&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our humble estimation &lt;a href="http://www.yolatengo.com/"&gt;Yo La Tengo&lt;/a&gt; are a national treasure.  The duo of Ira Kaplan and Georgia Hubley (with James McNew becoming an essential member back in the 90's) have been very quietly making masterpiece after masterpiece for almost 25 years. A perennial "indie" band that has arguably done more to legitimize the "movement" (whatever that is) than any other band labeled as such, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yo La Tengo&lt;/span&gt; craft symphonies of sound and silence, from the delicacy of strummed ruminations to the ragged sheets of guitar-distorted rev and drone.  When folks point to a certain &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt; band as the beginning and end of great music, we've been know to point to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yo La Tengo&lt;/span&gt; as an example of the continuing evolution of the pop'n'rock &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;, a band forging it's own singular hum in the back of the head, un-beholden to, yet fully appreciative of, the wealth of tumbled tune, tone, and tempo that tapestries a history told through tape'n'wax'n'plastic'n'oral tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer/Guitarist &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ira Kaplan&lt;/span&gt; can be the most nimble of guitarists, on par with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dean Wareham&lt;/span&gt;. Or he can take &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Neil Young&lt;/span&gt; on a race down the electric shredded highway.  Sometimes in the same song.  His voice, from a shout to a whisper, works best in conjunction with drummer &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Georgia Hubley's&lt;/span&gt;, the two of them intertwining the smallness of time, the carefully observed and fretfully fraught moments in between life lived. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hubley&lt;/span&gt;, when she takes the mic solo, could be mistakenly referred to as a modern-day &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mo Tucker&lt;/span&gt;, if it weren't for the fact that her gorgeous and plaintive voice soars over the proceedings.  Hers is the integral voice, both written and sung, to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yo La Tengo's&lt;/span&gt; sound, the ground and the angel.  Oh, and she kicks your ass as a drummer.  And then there's their adopted son, bassist &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;James McNew &lt;/span&gt;(I may have made that up), &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dumpland"&gt;a solo musician in his own right&lt;/a&gt;, who acts as foil and everyman, the link between Ira and Georgia, both musically and in presence.  He's the throb in the heartbeat of the band.  And he tells the best jokes.  Really, I've seen them a dozen times, and he actually does have the best jokes.  That's important.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yo La Tengo's&lt;/span&gt; records veer stylistically from song to song, displaying their encyclopedic knowledge of the world of sound, but each individual tune serves the greater purpose of each album, pulling and tugging the strings of expectation, taking you on a journey through morning to morning, all points between, the stuff of life.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is not a &lt;a href="http://www.yolatengo.com/"&gt;Yo La Tengo&lt;/a&gt; "greatest hits", otherwise we would have started the proceedings with "From A Motel Six" (which you need).  It's a selection of some of their more sublime moments, songs captured in the dappled land of twilight and Autumnal reverie.  The band can kick some seriously fuzzy distorted ravers, but for our purposes today, we want to highlight the quieter moments, the interplay between Ira and Georgia (and James) at their most intimate.  We'll start with a track off their new record, "Popular Songs" and stretch back to "Painful" (in no particular order).  We're leaving out representatives from some of their earlier albums, which are equally great, but, well, that's just how it goes.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/5irqup42sx.mp3"&gt;Yo La Tengo: I'm On My Way (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/0j0srxdutp.mp3"&gt;Yo La Tengo: Autumn Sweater (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/rfzrqquy3i.mp3"&gt;Yo La Tengo: Big Day Coming (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/npku1x372b.mp3"&gt;Yo La Tengo: Our Way To Fall (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/bl3prypgve.mp3"&gt;Yo La Tengo: The Hour Grows Late (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/hl14ij2m51.mp3"&gt;Yo La Tengo: I Feel Like Going Home (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support your local Mets fans (too obscure?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-2098042836660181889?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2098042836660181889/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=2098042836660181889&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2098042836660181889?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2098042836660181889?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/wo1hi--kxPA/big-day-coming.html" title="Big Day Coming" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsvdCOlOn_I/AAAAAAAAA2k/2ffLZFV-SwY/s72-c/naomi%2520hotrod.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-day-coming.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cEQX4_cSp7ImA9WxNWEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-1899284730917599337</id><published>2009-10-09T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:30:00.049-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-09T08:30:00.049-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Left Lane Cruiser" /><title>Bring Yo Ass</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Ss8aFDPIR2I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fUQjYLj2kjA/s1600-h/B002G1TS7M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Ss8aFDPIR2I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fUQjYLj2kjA/s400/B002G1TS7M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390555953056204642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday, so that means &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues Friday&lt;/span&gt;, and, folks, you aint nohow gonna wanna miss this one.  Trust us.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Interview and tunes below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, an announcement that actually pertains to our &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues Friday&lt;/span&gt; posts. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; We are currently working on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;a limited edition Big Rock Candy Mountain t-shirt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  Design will be up shortly, in plenty of time for the Holidays, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;will be available at a very special discount for folks who have supported (by buying a record or checking out a show) any of the bands we've covered or will cover on our Deep Blues Thursday/Friday posts.&lt;/span&gt;  More info to come, of course, so save your receipts, kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How exciting is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then, a little something about &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=alive+records&amp;ie=utf-8&amp;oe=utf-8&amp;aq=t&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser&lt;/a&gt;.  They fuckin' rawk, and that aint no shoutin' at the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A two-man &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;groop&lt;/span&gt;, Left Lane Cruiser kicks up a howling fuzz of dirt road holler, a hard-scrabble blues-punk blast created by messrs. Freddy J IV (Guitar, Vocals) and Brenn "Sausage Paw" Beck (Drums, Trash, Hollerin'), straight outta Ft. Wayne, Indiana.  Somethin' aint right with these boys, and that's good.  Mmmm mmmm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there's a world where &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/leftlanecruiser"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser&lt;/a&gt; is blasting out of every '72 Chevy Nova and broke-ass VW van, the road a bleared smudge in the rear view mirror.  Drums that burn down bridges full of oil and fire, a guitar fucked into submission with god shining his face across six strings of hillstomptrash skull-fuckery.  Above it all a voice all cracker-ass kick and wail..."&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;feed&lt;/span&gt; me, baby, and I'm yours".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's filthy Delta swamp debris,washed ashore and hitchhiking it's way to the heart of last night's ramble.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have to say.  Brenn from Left Lane Cruiser was kind enough to respond to an interview request, and here's what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; has to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Deep Blues Friday Interview With Left Lane Cruiser (In which we discuss pork'n'beans, and slabs of wax)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.  First things first, and most generically, tell us who you are, why you are, and what you do.  Where are you from, and why are you from there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We are &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/leftlanecruiser"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser&lt;/a&gt; from Fort Wayne, In. I was born and raised here, and Joe is from Michigan. He moved all over the place, and finally settled here with his wife about 10 years ago. I knew his wife from high school, we kept in touch. She told me her boyfriend played a mean guitar, and that we needed to get together. So we did. First time the two of us met was really our first band practice. We wrote a song that day, and just kept getting together. Eventually we became good enough friends to ride thousands of miles in a van together, and then here we are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Two-man bands have been around since cavemen first picked up sticks and rocks, but they seem to be more prevalent these days.  Are there more or less challenges to playing in a 2-piece? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Both really. With 2 guys the traveling is easier, the money split is better, and there is a lot less drama. But at the same time, with only 2 people, your level of creativity has to be high. It takes a lot sometimes to fill the space. With people tuning their guitars down, and drummers expanding to other instruments, I think people are realizing how much fun a two-piece can really be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.  Your music is a glorious mix of Hill Blues, Hillbilly, and Trash/Punk, least ways to these ears.  How did you come to this style?  Is any one form of music more influential to y'all, or is it the whole spectrum that hums in yr ears and through you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When we first started playin, we were pretty straight ahead &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hill Country Blues (Fat Possum style)&lt;/span&gt;. But Joe and I have always been rockers. I have a tendency to beat the ever living shit out of the drums, and Joe loves the distortion. So as we started to really find our sound, I think we just got more comfortable with our natural playing, and adapted our styles to the songs we were writing. Joe grew up on a lot of Classic Rock, particularly &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ACDC&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ZZ Top&lt;/span&gt;. I have always liked classic rock, but deep down been drawn to something a little heavier…Clutch being a huge influence. We also both discovered &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fat Possum&lt;/span&gt; around the same time, and knew that that was the sound we had been trying to find for a long time. We have never been afraid to wear our influences on our sleeves. We consider it paying tribute to the people that have made us what we are today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4.  Have you ever &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"hollered goat"&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We aint no holler back boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.  What is the "significance" of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pork 'n' beans&lt;/span&gt;, and why is it so goddamn good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Joe is a vegetarian, and his mother in law doesn’t cater well to this. Every time she cooks dinner, Joe is stuck eatin' &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pork and Beans&lt;/span&gt;. Plus it is a good cheap road food. If ya listen close to the lyrics, you will discover that about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;90% of our songs are about food.&lt;/span&gt; We love to eat….just look at my belly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.  We spoke briefly, when I last saw you, about the importance of vinyl records.  Do you feel that &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/leftlanecruiser"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser&lt;/a&gt; sounds better on a big ol' platter of wax,  or does it matter as long as folks are listening?  What is the optimal way to hear Left Lane Cruiser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Shit, everything sounds better on vinyl. I would love it if everybody listening to us was spinning it on vinyl, but that just aint the case. As long as their listenin, we don’t care if its cd, vinyl, digital, 8 track , or tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7.  Cruise control or pedal to the metal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cruise control….gotta save gas. We're broke brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8.  You rocked the Deep Blues Festival this past summer.  How did you come to be involved, and do you have any favorite moments from the Festival?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ah, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris fuckin Johnson!&lt;/span&gt; We owe that man a lot. Chris found us on myspace a long time ago, and we started an online friendship. One weekend, he made the drive from Wisconsin to Indiana (about 10 hours) and caught one of our shows. He recorded it, and sent it to&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Alive records&lt;/span&gt; for us. Well long story short he got Alive to pick us up. Ever since then, if Chris comes callin, we answer. He has brought us up to Minneapolis a number of times, including DBF. Everytime has been amazing for us. DBF is like a big family reunion for us every year.&lt;br /&gt;Most memorable moments would be meeting our now good friends &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Black Diamond Heavies&lt;/span&gt; for the first time. Seeing those guys play the first time really gave us a lot to strive for. Also, this year I broke my hand about 5 songs into the set. It hurt like hell, so that was pretty memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.  Which deity blesses Left Lane Cruiser (god, satan, Bacchus, Eros,  etc.)? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I think the deity that is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Black Diamond Heavies&lt;/span&gt; is the one that overlooks our sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10.  You've got a new record out, &lt;a href="http://www.alive-totalenergy.com/x/?page_id=336"&gt;"All You Can Eat"&lt;/a&gt;.  Tell us about it.  Is it edible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I wouldn’t recommend eatin it, but I sure as hell would recommend pickin it up. We put a lot into this album, and we really proud of the finished product. We have started to evolve into a slightly new direction, one that puts us out there a little more. We opened up and let a little bit of our anger and frustrations out on this one. Also, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;we had legendary producer Jim Diamond in our corner for this one&lt;/span&gt;, and he really found the sound that we were looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11.  What's next for &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/leftlanecruiser"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Definitely a lot of touring. We have always enjoyed hittin the road, so you can expect a lot of that this year. Otherwise, I don't know, I guess whatever comes our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Brenn, and if that's not enough, check out these tunes, pulled from their three records, &lt;a href="http://www.bompstore.com/servlet/Detail?no=10890"&gt;All You Can Eat&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bompstore.com/servlet/Detail?no=8036"&gt;Bring Yo Ass To The Table&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/leftlanecruiser"&gt;Gettin' Down On It&lt;/a&gt;.  Every goddamned song by the band will send your hips a-swivellin' and yr fists a-pumpin' fuck yeah!  Take a drive with this shit bouncing our yr wound-down window and yr the talk of the neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new album, &lt;a href="http://www.alive-totalenergy.com/x/?page_id=336"&gt;All You Can Eat&lt;/a&gt;, is out now on &lt;a href="http://www.alive-totalenergy.com/x/"&gt;Alive Records&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/zq7jhkztz4.mp3"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser: Ol' Fashioned (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/jcfppbhup4.mp3"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser: Crackalacka (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/19imik6jvk.mp3"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser: Pork'n'Beans (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/k3sjeon6fa.mp3"&gt;Left Lane Cruiser: Truck Song (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support yr local independent cb caller and left lane speed demon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-1899284730917599337?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/1899284730917599337/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=1899284730917599337&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/1899284730917599337?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/1899284730917599337?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/N3HKmwLH0j0/bring-yo-ass.html" title="Bring Yo Ass" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Ss8aFDPIR2I/AAAAAAAAA2s/fUQjYLj2kjA/s72-c/B002G1TS7M.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/10/bring-yo-ass.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUEQXk8fip7ImA9WxNXFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-2275932338279190277</id><published>2009-10-02T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:30:00.776-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-02T08:30:00.776-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Serious Sam Barrett" /><title>Lonely Night</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsVEpybrIoI/AAAAAAAAA2c/rl-vm8SW6Ck/s1600-h/close-to-home1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsVEpybrIoI/AAAAAAAAA2c/rl-vm8SW6Ck/s400/close-to-home1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387788013921837698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy neighbor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switchin' things up round here.  Instead of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thursdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we're gonna change it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fridays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Yup, a significant and world-rattling change.  Just figgered Friday was a better day to give everyone the whole weekend to get to know the artist.  So, there you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ever, we wouldn't be doing this without the influence of &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;Chris from the Deep Blues Festival&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://realdeepblues.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rick from The Real Deep Blues&lt;/a&gt;, and the cats from &lt;a href="http://ninebullets.net/"&gt;Nine Bullets&lt;/a&gt;.  All praise to them for keeping the flame alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Deep Blues feature is a feller the aforementioned &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris from the Deep Blues Fest&lt;/span&gt; turned us on to.  &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sambarrett"&gt;Serious Sam Barrett&lt;/a&gt; comes from the other side of the pond from our own little corner of the globe, but he's got the soul of Mississippi blues-man.  Bringing a punk attitude/DIY aesthetic to a table set by tradition and "hard times come again no more", &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Barrett&lt;/span&gt; melds a folk/Blues/punk/English/Celtic melange of influences into a singular vision, wide-eyed and hardened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Barrett's&lt;/span&gt; guitar work is transcendent and his voice evokes a time of whiskey and lager in equal measure, a timeless jig&lt;br /&gt;n'jag along the confluence of the Mississippi and the Thames.  His lyrics are older than the mud we toil and more relevant than tomorrow's news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Barrett's&lt;/span&gt; part of a collective label,&lt;a href="http://yadigrecords.blogspot.com/"&gt; YaDig? &lt;/a&gt;, which is putting out some seriously great stuff.  Y'all should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of my blathering.  &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sambarrett"&gt;Serious Sam Barrett&lt;/a&gt; was kind enough to do a short email interview with us. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Everything you need to know is below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Serious Sam Barrett Interview (in which we take a skateboard from Leeds to Natchez)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. First off, tell us who you are, where you're from, and what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I’m &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sambarrett"&gt;Sam Barrett&lt;/a&gt;, I’m from Yorkshire in the North of England. I write songs and sing traditional songs too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Your songs present an interesting amalgamation of traditional English/Celtic folk mixed with a Mississippi Blues influence.  Tell us how you came to this approach, and how do these seemingly disparate styles work together in such a successful way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I was brought up in a house where traditional music as well as blues and Rock n Roll were being played constantly. All the influences in my songs come from music my parents introduced me to. Traditional Irish, Scottish, American and English music all have a big influence on what I do.  Rock n’ Roll is a big part of me and Blues was the first music I truly fell in love with.  I don’t know how successful I am at bringing all these things together but I’m trying my best.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. There is also a strain of punk/DIY  aesthetic to your work.  This seems to carry from your work with the co-op label you're part of, &lt;a href="http://www.yadigrecords.blogspot.com/"&gt;YaDig? Records&lt;/a&gt;.  Tell us about this record label/collective and your role within it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I’ve been into punk music since the age of about 14 when I first started getting into skateboarding and stuff. I’m not preachy about the whole DIY thing but basically if me and the other people who are involved didn’t  do the label then I can’t see who else would document the Yorkshire folk scene in a way that I’d be happy with. It’s just about putting music out there and doing it in a way that we all feel represents what the music is truly about. We are trying to keep everything in-house as far as possible. My friend has screen printed all the covers for my record in the basement of our house, we have our own in-house designers, sound engineers and someone who is doing great artwork for us too. It’s basically a bunch of friends coming together to document great music. At the moment we are concentrating our output on the Yorkshire folk/roots blues scene but we don’t want to limit ourselves too much either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. We're struck by your guitar method, which, to our ears, has a "travelling'"  quality to it.  Tell our readers about your guitars, and your approach to musical composition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I really only play one guitar nowadays and that’s the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Stella 12 string&lt;/span&gt; I bought in Jackson Tennessee 3 years ago. That guitar changed my life and made me play much better. I find writing songs really hard but all my songs are based on an idea that comes to me quickly, usually one line or riff that comes into my head will form the basis of  a whole song. If I spent too long trying to put a song together it usually starts to sound bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Does your lyrical sensibility come from personal experience?   Or is it "observed" and/or pulled from a  long tradition of dialectical tropes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;All the lyrics I write are about my life and my experiences but the way I put it all into a song is definitely influenced by all the records I have spend my life being obsessed with. I write about things that I really care about. Otherwise there isn’t really much point. I’ve written a lot of songs about heartbreak, one about the place I grew up in and one about people that come to gigs just to show off their clothes. More recently I’ve gone back to heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. The British Isles have a reputation for an appreciation of the Blues/Country/Folk traditions that extends beyond the United State's  tendency to compartmentalize these "styles/genres" into  outlying  rural phenomenons.   Do you think this is true?  And if so,  why?  And if not, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I think there are a lot of people in the UK and Ireland who are totally fascinated with American music. I am definitely one of them.  If you are a bit of a dreamer American records are perfect for you. There’s just something exiting and real and full of life about American music that is really mind-blowing if you are brought up over here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. How "Serious" are you?  What are you serious about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have been a skateboarder since about 1995 and that was a nickname I got from other skaters. When I was younger  I used to turn up to the skate parks and look really serious. The name just stuck. I am very very serious about my music and about other important things like racism and poverty but I also talk a lot of crap and joke around a lot of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Where are your favorite places to play?  Tell us about your ideal live performance experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There is a great pub in Leeds called &lt;a href="http://grovefolkclub.org.uk/"&gt;the Grove&lt;/a&gt;. It has a great folk club that been running for probably 30 years or so. That’s a great place to play. I like playing anywhere where people are there for the music and to enjoy hearing songs and singing along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Drink of choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I love bitters from Yorkshire especially the ones from the Yorkshire Dales but I’m very partial to a good Bourbon. I’ve also sunk a lot of cans of Coors in my time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. What's next?  Tour?  More recording?  Etc.  How can we hear more about Serious Sam Barrett?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The next things for &lt;a href="http://www.yadigrecords.blogspot.com/"&gt;YaDig?&lt;/a&gt; is a sampler that will feature the best roots/folk artist from Leeds and West Yorkshire. Also we will be putting out a record by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/tomattah"&gt;Tom Attah&lt;/a&gt; who is a mindblowing UK blues artist. He’s making a massive impact right now and worth looking out for. We have a UK &lt;a href="http://www.yadigrecords.blogspot.com/"&gt;YaDig?&lt;/a&gt; Tour in the pipeline and I’m working on coming out to play South By Southwest next year. The best thing is for people to go to www.myspace.com/sambarrett also check out the YaDig? Records blog for events and new releases. www.yadigrecords.blogspot.com Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pNkufwUPjtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pNkufwUPjtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gw_UQIr6sG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gw_UQIr6sG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=33092166"&gt;The Female Drummer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=33092166,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=33092166,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can hear more of Barrett's songs &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sambarrett"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  We'd like to particularly recommend the song &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Lullaby of Leeds"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you can, send some dough Barrett's way for his excellent new CD, "Close To Home".  You won't regret it.  Hell, we'll give you your money back if you're disappointed.  We don't think you will be.  But how's that for an offer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-2275932338279190277?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2275932338279190277/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=2275932338279190277&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2275932338279190277?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2275932338279190277?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/Qq1g9Q7xroU/lonely-night.html" title="Lonely Night" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsVEpybrIoI/AAAAAAAAA2c/rl-vm8SW6Ck/s72-c/close-to-home1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/10/lonely-night.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMEQX86eip7ImA9WxNXE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-4406314504984312555</id><published>2009-09-30T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:30:00.112-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-30T08:30:00.112-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kurt Vile" /><title>Constant Hitmaker</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsKOQihuL7I/AAAAAAAAA2U/7qMdAqUxbko/s1600-h/76845655_59e3677f10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsKOQihuL7I/AAAAAAAAA2U/7qMdAqUxbko/s400/76845655_59e3677f10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387024519085830066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god that's over.  Summer, that is. We're more of an &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Autumn&lt;/span&gt;.  Winter, even.  But Summer's just a smeary, bleary blur of heat, sun, and muggy humidity.  Good riddance, we say, and realize we're in the vast minority.  So be it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we hit up today's musical guest, we have a request.  We need to fix up our links to the left, along with an eventual site re-design, and figger we're missing some mighty fine sites, musical or otherwise.  Anyone got some recommendations of websites we should be pimpin'?  It could be your own, of course, or someone you're following.  Let us know, and we'll get it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we got a feller who we think is super duper, and perfect for an Autumn afternoon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kurtvileofphilly"&gt;Kurt Vile&lt;/a&gt; (yes, it's a pun) is a slightly cracked egg, at least on wax (we don't know him personally).  He plays in a band called &lt;a href="http://www.thewarondrugs.net/"&gt;The War On Drugs&lt;/a&gt;, which is a fine band, but not our concern for today's post.  We're interested in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vile's&lt;/span&gt; fascinating solo work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't know much about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vile&lt;/span&gt;, really.  We've got four records by the man, all released within the last 12 months, and each one a tiny bedsit jewel of strummed melancholy, looped languidness, chug-a-lug ramble, urban psych, and keen lyrical observation.  He's called "Philly's Constant Hitmaker", for what it's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vile&lt;/span&gt; takes the pre-supposed nature of the bedroom auteur and transforms it into something revelatory, stripping away the self-involved excess and creating, nay, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crafting&lt;/span&gt; records full of the richness of the everyman.  More tuneful and accessible than &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jandek&lt;/span&gt;, less bombast than &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Neil Young&lt;/span&gt; and somewhere in between the twilight and the morning.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensory reflection, then, a spillage of foilage with darkness at the edge of town, and the drop the needle, the intake of breath and a hiss of tape, a voice in the void of summer speeding and winter hibernation, a warm drink taken bitter and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following songs were taken from, in order, his brand spankin' new record &lt;a href="http://www.matadorrecords.com/store/index.php?catalog_id=387"&gt;"Childish Prodigy"&lt;/a&gt;, his previous long player &lt;a href="http://www.fuckittapes.com/woodsist.htm"&gt;"Constant Hitmaker"&lt;/a&gt;, the limited vinyl &lt;a href="http://mexicansummer.com/release.php?artist=24"&gt;"God Is Saying This To You"&lt;/a&gt; LP, and the EP &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVgJGzDN9vk/SbcE7XbXpcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4LMghNygBNE/s1600-h/kv_med.jpg"&gt;"Hunchback"&lt;/a&gt;. Check 'em all out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect music for watching the leaves change and the evening comin' on.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/o9r4kpva8a.mp3"&gt;Kurt Vile: Freak Train(mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ab7gy1xnq7.mp3"&gt;Kurt Vile: Freeway(mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/hh90vs0d2v.mp3"&gt;Kurt Vile: My Sympathy(mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/yd9g4y09la.mp3"&gt;Kurt Vile: Good Lookin' Out(mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support your local, independent Cider vendor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-4406314504984312555?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4406314504984312555/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=4406314504984312555&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/4406314504984312555?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/4406314504984312555?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/qOPVxeBGluQ/constant-hitmaker.html" title="Constant Hitmaker" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SsKOQihuL7I/AAAAAAAAA2U/7qMdAqUxbko/s72-c/76845655_59e3677f10.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/09/constant-hitmaker.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUEQXw8fip7ImA9WxNQFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-121262145770169846</id><published>2009-09-22T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:30:00.276-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-22T08:30:00.276-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mississippi Records" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Michael Hurley" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Willis Brothers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In The Red" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sir Douglas Quintet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Abner Jay" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="King Soung Quartet" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LaVice and Company" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Good God" /><title>Six Pack None The Richer</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SrgT33-SPDI/AAAAAAAAA2M/MGZ0njf1cGI/s1600-h/honkytonkinB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 348px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SrgT33-SPDI/AAAAAAAAA2M/MGZ0njf1cGI/s400/honkytonkinB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384075205160352818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a short break, but we're back again.  Honestly we have no idea how folks find the time to post every day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're waiting on permissions for our next couple of posts, so what better way to bide our time, and entertain &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, our blessed readers, than with another installment in our world-renowned &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Six Pack Series&lt;/span&gt;!  Six fantabulous tracks pulled randomly, or not so much,from our bulging collection of vinyl long and short players!  No edits, no noise reduction or fiddlin' of any sort.  Just music the way the good lord intended.  We might even throw in some pops and crackles as a bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up is the infamous &lt;a href="http://www.snockonews.net/"&gt;Michael Hurley&lt;/a&gt; with a filthy little ode to...well, you can guess.  It's off his classic record, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Armchair Boogie"&lt;/span&gt;, recently re-issued on vinyl by our fave rave record label, &lt;a href="http://facstaff.unca.edu/sinclair/miss_records/index.html"&gt;Mississippi Records&lt;/a&gt;.  After that, we've got a hoedown from the &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/willis_brothers/bio.jhtml"&gt;Willis Brothers&lt;/a&gt;, replete with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mariachi&lt;/span&gt; horns, by gum. And just when think it can't get any better, we've got a slice deep greasy god-lovin'funk from the record &lt;a href="http://www.numerogroup.com/catalog_detail.php?uid=00262"&gt;Good God!&lt;/a&gt; put out by &lt;a href="http://www.numerogroup.com/"&gt;The Numero Group&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the halfway point, we've got &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Gorie/Dirtbomb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mick_Collins"&gt;Mick Collin's&lt;/a&gt; one-off &lt;a href="http://www.intheredrecords.com/pages/king%20sound.html"&gt;The King Sound Quartet&lt;/a&gt; weighing in with a menacing little tune off their record &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The Get-Down Imperative"&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.intheredrecords.com/pages/news.html"&gt;In The Red&lt;/a&gt;.  We couldn't follow that up any better than with &lt;a href="http://www.laventure.net/tourist/sdq_hist.htm"&gt;Doug Sahm and the Sir Douglas Quintet &lt;/a&gt;with a Texas-style hillbilly ode to life in the big, big city, pulled from their record &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Mendocino"&lt;/span&gt;, which should be an essential record in any music fan's collection.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't finish this up any better than with a tune from one-man-crackpot-band extraordinaire, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abner_Jay"&gt;Abner Jay&lt;/a&gt;.  We pulled the song &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I'm So Depressed"&lt;/span&gt; from the album "The True Story of Abner Jay" put out by...wait for it...&lt;a href="http://facstaff.unca.edu/sinclair/miss_records/index.html"&gt;Mississippi Records&lt;/a&gt;.  Yeah, there's two tracks from records by them.  Deal with it, they're the best label around, swear to god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All songs are arranged in a mix-tapers order, and their placement in no way reflects any attempt to order the songs in terms of importance or quality.  Check 'em all out!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/noimbcui6s.mp3"&gt;Michael Hurley: Open Up (Eternal Lips) (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/yjyspmd5da.mp3"&gt;Willis Brothers: Bob (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/auqgr9imm1.mp3"&gt;LaVice and Company: Thoughs (sic) Were The Days (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ilpdtf78ib.mp3"&gt;King Sound Quartet: I Wouldn't Put It Past You (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/llirknss18.mp3"&gt;Sir Douglas Quintet: Lawd I'm Just A Country Boy In This Great Big Freaky City (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/jre6zsupz2.mp3"&gt;Abner Jay: I'm So Depressed (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support your local, independent anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-121262145770169846?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/121262145770169846/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=121262145770169846&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/121262145770169846?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/121262145770169846?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/TSYuE7mBnbE/six-pack-none-richer.html" title="Six Pack None The Richer" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SrgT33-SPDI/AAAAAAAAA2M/MGZ0njf1cGI/s72-c/honkytonkinB.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/09/six-pack-none-richer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUEQXg_eip7ImA9WxNRE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-5049551111941839338</id><published>2009-09-07T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:30:00.642-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-07T08:30:00.642-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dixie Whiskey" /><title>Odelay</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SqK4_yj0wiI/AAAAAAAAA2E/v2w0ElLqH1c/s1600-h/BB-NV-Las_Vegas-Glitter_Gultch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SqK4_yj0wiI/AAAAAAAAA2E/v2w0ElLqH1c/s400/BB-NV-Las_Vegas-Glitter_Gultch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378064311077093922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing y'all should do is check out &lt;a href="http://www.barstoolmountain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Barstool Mountain&lt;/a&gt; for our post about our namesake.  Is it essential reading/listening?  Yep.  But we're precocious that way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, and then, and then, a new band for all y'all to check out.  Interview to follow below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dixiewhiskeymusic"&gt;Dixie Whiskey&lt;/a&gt; were kind enough to send us a link to their new record, and we think it's one of the best honky tonk records of the year.  All y'all who, like us, lament the slow erosion of great Outlaw Country in favor of safe, mass-produced pap we hear on the radio these days, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dixie Whiskey&lt;/span&gt; are your salvation.  Perfectly distilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dixie Whiskey&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt;.  Their songs will lay you out flat on the hardwood floor with an aggressive hoe-down choog'n'stomp, then break your heart with a lonesome keen, all back porch lonesome me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From their press release:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"There’s a growing phenomenon ruining dive bars across the United States. This problem is that the jukeboxes are running dry of great drinking songs, while metrosexual pop music is finding its way into filthy saloons. On their self-titled release, the boys Dixie Whiskey intend on being the brown jug remedy to the bar-room predicament."  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band member &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jon Decious&lt;/span&gt; was kind enough to answer a few questions for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. First off, tell our readers who you are, where you come from and where you're going.  What do you sound like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Howdy all, this is Jon Decious from &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dixiewhiskeymusic"&gt;Dixie Whiskey&lt;/a&gt;.  We're a country-ish rock-ish band from Nashville that's only going as far as folks that hear us let us go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. You mention &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gram Parsons&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Flying Burrito Brothers&lt;/span&gt; as influences.  Given that Gram and the boys were bringing Country to a rock audience, do you feel that you are continuing their mission?  With "alt-country" (whatever the hell that ever was) slipping into blandness,  and pop Country   losing all traces of its roots, do you feel  the time is right for artists such yourselves and folks like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;James Hand&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hayes Carll&lt;/span&gt; to take back the Honky Tonk to its rightful relevance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I've never felt like we were "attempting" to carry forth any mission of Gram's but, when I take a step back and look at our band for what it is maybe that's exactly what we're doing.  If folks like Hand, Carll, and ourselves can pump air back into the flat tires of honky tonk music, so much the better.  Whether that time is now or not, I guess we'll all just have to wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.  On a related note,  tell us about the current Nashville scene.  Do you find receptive audiences at your shows?  What are the bars one should hit to see y'all play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Nashville circuit is a tough one to tackle.  With so many bands in one town, I guess it's not hard to see why.  We've been pretty fortunate, though.  We're a pretty new band and have been able to draw good crowds on a regular basis at bars like; the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5 Spot&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;End&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FooBar&lt;/span&gt;, and a little joint outside of town called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the Pond&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4.  Did you really sell your soul to the Honky Tonk?  And if so, who is the patron saint/demon of Honky Tonks? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I, and fellow Dixie Whiskey-ers Dillon Napier and Bob Ferrari, came damn close a few years ago.  The patron was some white girl named Jack that we couldn't out-run for the life of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dean Dillon&lt;/span&gt; is a hell of a songwriter and singer.  How did you get him to guest on your record?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm actually a farmhand at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tenorado Ranch&lt;/span&gt;, which is Dean's farm.  Crazy story, if you can indulge me.  The day I started working for Dean, cleaning out the barn, when I stumbled across this demo tape.  I begrudgingly put it back because I know how some folks get about worktape demos.  Well, 'bout 2 weeks later, curiosity killed my cat, and I took it home and listened to it.  Fell in love with this tune called, "Some Days It Takes All Night".  A week later I asked if we could cut it as a duet and he said, "Hell yeah!  Let's fire it up!".  That's the short story of how it went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.  On your record, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dixiewhiskeymusic"&gt;"Dixie Whiskey"&lt;/a&gt;, you mix back porch, autumnal ruminations (most strikingly on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Odelay"&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Welcome Home, Kentucky"&lt;/span&gt;) with rowdy, honky tonk bootstompers like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Ride With the Devil"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"This Barstool's My Tombstone"&lt;/span&gt;.    How do you approach such varying styles, or do you feel that there's no variance,and it's all part of the organic whole?  In other words, tell us about y'all's approach to songwriting both lyrically and musically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Our songwriting style involves everyone in the band in one way or another.  For instance, Dillon and I will generally write the songs and make a guitar/vocal worktape of them and then give the songs to the other fellas.  If everyone loves it, we'll keep it, if they don't, we scrap it.  On this record, we'd written a song with a riff that Bob really dug, but didn't like the song.  He said, "Ya'll go back and write a song around that riff."  So the next day Dillon and I sat down and wrote "Wheels On The Wind", which is a song that made the record.  Lyrically, I honestly have no idea how some songs come out.  Dillon and I will knock things back and forth til we like how it sounds.  Sometimes it makes a whole lotta' sense and other times it doesn't.  We try to record the ones that DO make sense! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7.  What is a "dixie whiskey", and will we go blind if we drink it?  Is it similar to a, ahem, "whiskey dixie"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I read that a 'dixie whiskey' is a mixed drink.  I couldn't tell ya what's in it, nor can I confirm whether or not it'll make you go blind.  I'm not sure what a 'whiskey dixie' is either.  They'll probably both kill you eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8.  You're on the road at 3 in the morning, and all you have is the radio.  AM or FM on the dial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;At 3 am I'm more likely to turn the AM dials.  It's a strange feeling to be up at 3 am driving through the middle of nowhere.  When I'm feeling faded from a long day or still got a good buzz goin' on, nothing makes for a better soundtrack than "Coast To Coast" or some static-y music from the 1930's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.  Speaking of being on the road, and as a transition to the next question, what can one expect from a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dixiewhiskeymusic"&gt;Dixie Whiskey&lt;/a&gt; show?    How different are the band live versus on CD/Record?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna make you feel at home and we're gonna give you your hard-earned money's worth.  For instance, at our recent cd release show, we greeted everyone at the door with a free cd and, just before our set, we bought everyone in the crowd a shot of whiskey.  We barely broke even after the tab that night, but I feel like everyone there knew how much we appreciated them coming out and watching us sing.  That's hard to get across in a song, so I 'spose that's how the live show is different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10.  What's next for &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dixiewhiskeymusic"&gt;Dixie Whiskey&lt;/a&gt;?  Tour?  More recording?  What does the future hold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Like I said at the top, we'll go as far as the folks listening will let us go.  If they want us to tour or record more, they'll let us know.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Dixie Whiskey for answering a few of our questions.  If you're interested in the band, and if you're a fan of what we post here, you should be, you can actually &lt;a href="http://dixiewhiskey.bandcamp.com/"&gt;download the full album at this here site, free and legally!&lt;/a&gt;  How's that for a bargain?   If you like what you hear, either here or at the aforementioned site, please consider supporting the band on their upcoming tour or by word of mouth.  Just sayin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are two of our favorite tracks from the new rekkid.  Don't take our word for it...check 'em out yrselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/4jc394ecx3.mp3"&gt;Whiskey Dixie: This Barstool's My Tombstone (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/snhoslp4l3.mp3"&gt;Whiskey Dixie: Odelay (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support yr local, independent, beer swillin' honky tonk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-5049551111941839338?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/5049551111941839338/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=5049551111941839338&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/5049551111941839338?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/5049551111941839338?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/4SHQZN3_NlA/odelay.html" title="Odelay" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SqK4_yj0wiI/AAAAAAAAA2E/v2w0ElLqH1c/s72-c/BB-NV-Las_Vegas-Glitter_Gultch.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/09/odelay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4HR30-cSp7ImA9WxNSGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-3626685723544849257</id><published>2009-09-02T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:08:56.359-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-02T08:08:56.359-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ronnie Self" /><title>My Own Kick</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SprPptAYPZI/AAAAAAAAA10/iaR827wEJWQ/s1600-h/tootsiesJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SprPptAYPZI/AAAAAAAAA10/iaR827wEJWQ/s400/tootsiesJ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375837420582878610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Round these here parts we've got a little beatnik, bop-a-billy hoedown courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.rockabillyhall.com/RonnieSelf1.html"&gt;Ronnie Self&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from farming and railroadin' stock, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Self&lt;/span&gt; displays a rebellious quality in his music, both against authority and against the conventions of so-called "common' or "small" life.  His music is restless and wild, untamed to the point of punk-precedence, but wrapped in a hybrid Country, rockabilly, R&amp;B, goin' nowhere, man, surge of desperation and rhythmic menace.  One is almost forced to see a touch of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hasil Adkins&lt;/span&gt;(or, more appropriately, vice versa)  in Self's style, hiccuped backwoods drawl forced into a strumming wild man on the loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid repetition, we would very highly recommend checking out &lt;a href="http://www.rockabillyhall.com/RonnieSelf1.html"&gt;his bio over at Rockabilly Hall&lt;/a&gt; for a well-done overview of Self's life.  Cat led an interesting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some speculation exists as to why &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Self&lt;/span&gt; didn't make the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;big time&lt;/span&gt; in his lifetime, but we're,frankly, not surprised as sadly sad we must acknowledge that some visionaries can only be recognized in context and as a full body, And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Self&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; a visionary, if only in that the sounds in his head, forced out through booze-fueled blasts of Honky scrawl, presaged an outlaw approach, years away and shaped in different tones of beer tavern tumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two observations, then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it would be be irresponsible of us not to note a similarity between &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Self&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Roger Miller&lt;/span&gt;, a least in terms of vocal delivery, with their rapid-fire, trailer-beat, stung-out brand of hipster stream-of-consciousness.  I wouldn't like to speculate if there was any influence one way or the other, but if you like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Roger Miller&lt;/span&gt;, than &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ronnie Self&lt;/span&gt; is right up your alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ronnie Self&lt;/span&gt; is probably more relevant today than he was in his lifetime.  As our ears demand a more distinctive voice over time, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Self's &lt;/span&gt; brand of hillbilly boogie junk seem revelatory, out of time and place and waiting for a new generation to discover.  Maybe we're the ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd recommend any damn song by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ronnie Self&lt;/span&gt;, but we'll try to limit ourselves to four, since we're not one of those "full album" sites.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"My Own Kick Going"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a frequent visitor in our ever-changing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"top ten fave rave songs of all time"&lt;/span&gt;.  It's about a groover, man.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Go Go the Cannibal"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a trash rock masterpiece, well before it's time, and the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cramps&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hasil Adkins&lt;/span&gt; would have been proud to call this their own (maybe they have, I dunno). &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; "About Cured"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the closest kin to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Roger Miller&lt;/span&gt;, but it's got it's own twisted hillybilly bomp, and damn we love this song. And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Here Comes Authority"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is big ol' fuck ya to the man.  Amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing along! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The boat's on the river, the train's on the track, an' I'm without you, I guess you aint comin' back..." &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/iat6ryelf9.mp3"&gt;Ronnie Self: My Own Kick Going (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/g40q8d5n5y.mp3"&gt;Ronnie Self: Go Go The Cannibal (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/kl9zfxou9r.mp3"&gt;Ronnie Self: About Cured (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/xry6irxu2l.mp3"&gt;Ronnie Self: Here Comes Authority (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;While it's super keen that the world-wide internets, and it's system of tubes and wires provide us with a wealth of free music, please consider visiting your local, independent record store for some kick ass records you may or may not have heard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-3626685723544849257?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/3626685723544849257/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=3626685723544849257&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/3626685723544849257?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/3626685723544849257?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/eQJovpEP7hc/my-own-kick.html" title="My Own Kick" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SprPptAYPZI/AAAAAAAAA10/iaR827wEJWQ/s72-c/tootsiesJ.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-own-kick.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMFRn86fyp7ImA9WxNSE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-1130948729934726208</id><published>2009-08-27T08:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:00:17.117-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-27T12:00:17.117-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Illinois John Fever" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deep Blues Festival" /><title>Keep Ta Boogie</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SpSWkRgy2AI/AAAAAAAAA1s/2WNs3AtkVYI/s1600-h/lilychristine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SpSWkRgy2AI/AAAAAAAAA1s/2WNs3AtkVYI/s400/lilychristine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374085805280253954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if it's Thursday, it must be &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, where we strip away the glossy sheen and wankery of soccer mom blues and give you a shot of hot swamp-stringed, mud-crusted Blues goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ever, this wouldn't exist without the loving hand of &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;The Deep Blues Festival&lt;/a&gt;.  Keep yr ears and eyes peeled for more info on that venture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we've got the legendary &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/illinoisjohnfever"&gt;Illinois John Fever&lt;/a&gt;.  Why legendary?  Well that's for you to determine when you check out the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;interview&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tunes &lt;/span&gt;to follow.  Oh, and they played with a feller you all know and love in a moment us non-Mississippians will rarely if ever experience again.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Read on for more info on that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QSNa9UNPecs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QSNa9UNPecs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illinois John Fever play a kickin'n'stompin' brand of Hill Country Blues, all rhythm and loose-string, dead fish thwacked trap kit howl, whiskey soaked and soul saturated.  We really dug these cats in the two instances we got to check 'out.  They're a band you're gonna hear more about in the coming days, guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really a guy named Illinois John Fever?  Can a man walk a crossroads without eating with a fork?  What does Pussy Galore have to do with all this?  Read on, dear reader, read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.  First off, tell us about yourselves.  Who are you?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lute Tucker and Bobber Hall&lt;/span&gt; started playing together in August of ’06 and brought &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dustin Busch &lt;/span&gt;in last February. We play pre-electric/post-punk blues but playing all-acoustic is what sonically sets us apart from most acts, blues or otherwise. You could call it apocalypse blues, given its perverse meditations, but as for the mythology...well, we’ll let John get to that in a minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.  At the Deep Blues Festival, you were part of an iconic moment, providing guitar backing and rhythmic flourishes to an impromptu performance by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T-Model Ford&lt;/span&gt;.  Tell us about that moment.  How did it come to pass?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's easier bringing the music to the people than it is bringing the people out to the music. We also recognize the roots of this music come from casual settings—from the field, the porch, the afternoon picnic, from the tobacco barn, the living room, the street, etc.—and the importance of experiencing the music that way removes the imaginary line between performers and observers, encouraging the spontaneity of the moment for everybody. So we work hard staying versatile, playing everywhere between the club and the couch, and we came to Deep Blues ready to play as often as we could, wherever we were. That said, the first night was winding down and we'd grabbed our gear to busk in front of the Cabooze, but the manager put us in the beer garden instead. As for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T-Model&lt;/span&gt; coming to check us out and then asking for a guitar, we were just doing our thing in the right place at the right time, and we're grateful he took us along for the ride. And there's a whole line of people to thank for setting that all up, starting with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Johnson&lt;/span&gt;. In a larger context, we all experience the inevitability of tradition—that the torches will pass onto those willing to bear them—and that this is really what &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt; set into motion by creating the Deep Blues Festival, and in bring all of us together. That man is making history-in-action, you just watch.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.  You're based out of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Iowa City&lt;/span&gt;.  Whence comes the name &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Illinois" John Fever&lt;/span&gt;.  Who is John Fever?  Are you feeling ill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For the record, none of us goes by John Fever. He’s an archetype, a spirit conjured up. His real name is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;John McKinney&lt;/span&gt;, and we make space for him the way some folks set a place for Elijah, which is an appropriate comparison. As for the ILLINOIS, Lute Tucker earned that growing up in Chicago. But we use it in the tradition of setting bluesmen apart—not through personal nicknames but as regionally distinguished remarks in recording catalogs. So in his full suit, ILLINOIS JOHN FEVER reminds us that we aren’t authors of anything, that we are just transmitters of certain ideas, mere observers of the music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4.   Where do you draw inspiration?  Who are your influences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Scenes of carnage and fiery revolt are a good place to start. Severed fingers marked with voters’ ink. We celebrate just about anyone righteously standing up in the face of violence. We embrace the totality of the world despite being infinite souls trapped in limited bodies. We listen to a lot of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fred McDowell, Booker White, and Willie McTell&lt;/span&gt;, but we’ll listen to everything. This very moment, it’s the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pussy River Bawlers&lt;/span&gt;. We like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;John Jackson&lt;/span&gt; and stuff out of Virginia, and Georgia. “Monologue on Accidents” is a vibrant recording of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;John Lomax grilling Willie McTell&lt;/span&gt; on whether he’s ever recorded any “complaining songs.” At &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Parchman Farm&lt;/span&gt;, Lomax’s son Alan recorded &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;D.W. ’Bama Stuart&lt;/span&gt; singing “I’m Going Home.” We’re struck by these. But we also love &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Funkadelic, Royal Trux, Violent Femmes, Big Black,&lt;/span&gt; and any afrofunk. Lute Tucker suggests everybody read anything by&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Chester Himes&lt;/span&gt;. Our favorite movie is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REPO MAN&lt;/span&gt;, and we think sushi is delicious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.  You're all relatively young, at least so far as Blues musicians go.  Some would argue that you have to have lived a "full" life, whatever that means, to really understand the Blues.  Do you feel that this is true, or do you find a universal in the form that can appeal along a broad spectrum of ages and experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Understanding the blues is about understanding human emotion. And it’s not so much having experienced one thing or another, but how you respond to the world as it presents itself. With the blues, this becomes personal expression. There’s other details—technical proficiency, adept lyrics, bad-ass street cred. But as with most matters of survival, the ability to respond to the on-going situation is most important. Playing live therefore becomes a living metaphor, and we can appreciate that as well as anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.  How did you come to be involved in the Deep Blues Festival?  What are your fondest memories of the Fest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Friends attended the first year and we were lucky that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Johnson&lt;/span&gt; asked us to play the next. But we were especially happy returning in 2009—the deal with&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; T-Model&lt;/span&gt; was a total cosmic fluke and it set us up for the best weekend of our lives. The highlight was playing outside the hotel Saturday night, jumping into a great big river of sound with seven-plus guitars, one dobro, multiple percussionists, multiple folks blowing harp, an old National getting played, and then &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gabe&lt;/span&gt; wandering up barefoot and in his jammies, stomping clapping and hollering. Folks came from all over the world to engage in that moment, and that exchange of ideas is an important part of the music we appreciate and play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7.  What kind of audience do you hope to draw?  What will it take to bring your brand of Blues to the masses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hippies with trust funds. As for the masses, David Geffen would have to put the $15-million on that horse.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8.  What is the band's drink of choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In order of volumes consumed: water, coffee, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PBR&lt;/span&gt;, any proper whiskey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.  How many roads must a man walk down?  And which roads should he take?  Is there really a crossroads, or is it just a fork in the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;There are as many crossroads as you are able to recognize. Our only problem on the road is our inability to recognize the multiplicity of the crossroads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. What's next for Illinois John Fever?  Record?  Tour?  Pimp yourselves here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We’ve always been writing new songs, and adding Dustin to our lineup has only increased that potential. And while the plan had been to record our first album, we’ve mostly been working on the new material. So that’s the new plan: write more songs, record more songs. But most important we’d like to keep making connections with like-minded folks supporting the kind of music we enjoy. You are a good example of such folks, and thanks for having us aboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following tunes are from their cd &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Our Own Pirated Idaho"&lt;/span&gt;, which you can beg or plead for from the band at their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/illinoisjohnfever"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/jklljfdhty.mp3"&gt;Illinois John Fever: Keep Ta Boogie If Ye Like (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/vlmuzyzp39.mp3"&gt;Illinois John Fever: West Coast Blues (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/xvb3o4gms3.mp3"&gt;Illinois John Fever: Wonderland Boogie (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Support your local rawk, man.  It's better than a stadium.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-1130948729934726208?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/1130948729934726208/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=1130948729934726208&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/1130948729934726208?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/1130948729934726208?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/LpJkdJB-Kpw/keep-ta-boogie.html" title="Keep Ta Boogie" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SpSWkRgy2AI/AAAAAAAAA1s/2WNs3AtkVYI/s72-c/lilychristine.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-ta-boogie.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MEQXs8fCp7ImA9WxNTGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-4379720928316687656</id><published>2009-08-21T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:30:00.574-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-21T08:30:00.574-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Strange Boys" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dave Dudley" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Strapping Fieldhands" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Red Sovine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Box Elders" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="'68 Comeback" /><title>Sixual Healing</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/So3MmZojM0I/AAAAAAAAA1k/aONN2hlkKO8/s1600-h/8223DoisneauAccordionist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/So3MmZojM0I/AAAAAAAAA1k/aONN2hlkKO8/s400/8223DoisneauAccordionist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372174890610930498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops.  We missed our Deep Blues Thursday post.  The fault is entirely mine.  We'll make it up to you over the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a reward for your patience, we're gonna offer up another of our world famous &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6 Packs&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for your weekend enjoyment. 6 fantastic tunes pulled from a variety of vinyl rekkid sources, of the 7, 10 or 12 inch persuasion.  It's all about the love, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/boxelders"&gt;Box Elders&lt;/a&gt; kicking things off with a jaunty organ-drenched number from their brand spanking new record, &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/cart/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=2&amp;products_id=4746&amp;zenid=2d035485abf324b329e71e94d891706b"&gt;Alice and Friends&lt;/a&gt;.  Old friend &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/dudley_dave/bio.jhtml"&gt;Dave Dudley&lt;/a&gt; checks in next with a swellegant tale of altered consciousness, off the album &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"One More Mile"&lt;/span&gt;.  Next, imagine if Bobby Dylan were a Scotchguard-huffing laddie lad. That's what you get with &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thestrangeboys"&gt;The Strange Boys&lt;/a&gt; in a tune off their &lt;a href="http://intheredrecords.com/pages/news.html"&gt;"...And Girls Club"&lt;/a&gt; LP.  After that &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/sovine_red/bio.jhtml"&gt;Red Sovine&lt;/a&gt; wants to send a message, courtesy of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Tell Maude I Slipped"&lt;/span&gt;.  Got a god-fearing and god-loving b-side by the mighty &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;sql=11:difwxqqhldhe~T1"&gt;'68 Comeback&lt;/a&gt;, from their 7", &lt;a href="http://www.gethip.com/cgi-bin/ghRedirect.cgi?id=1|20|0|0|156202"&gt;"Flip, Flop, Fly"&lt;/a&gt;.  And finally, from before rural psych was a hipster's wet dream, there was &lt;a href="http://www.strappingfieldhands.com/index.html"&gt;The Strapping Fieldhands&lt;/a&gt;. From their record &lt;a href="http://www.strappingfieldhands.com/discog.html"&gt;Discus&lt;/a&gt;,  a warped little pastoral about...well, you tell us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs are arranged in no order whatsoever, other than some weird internal mix tape obsessing.  So check 'em all out, and hand out copies to yr friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/8lpy6c3fnp.mp3"&gt;Box Elders: Death Of Me (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/hzubbmo5mc.mp3"&gt;Dave Dudley: When I Get Back To Normal (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/5dqm21m633.mp3"&gt;Strange Boys: This Girl Taught Me A Dance (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/u1y3hhjx4e.mp3"&gt;Red Sovine: Tell Maude I Slipped (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/7cgabdbypl.mp3"&gt;'68 Comeback: He's My Everything (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/kfg4joo4n3.mp3"&gt;Strapping Fieldhands: Boo Hoo Hoo (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Local.  Independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-4379720928316687656?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4379720928316687656/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=4379720928316687656&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/4379720928316687656?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/4379720928316687656?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/TTGZVd97dY0/sixual-healing.html" title="Sixual Healing" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/So3MmZojM0I/AAAAAAAAA1k/aONN2hlkKO8/s72-c/8223DoisneauAccordionist.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/08/sixual-healing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEEQX85eip7ImA9WxNTFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-7895193106520750047</id><published>2009-08-19T08:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:30:00.122-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-19T08:30:00.122-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lady Dottie and the Diamonds" /><title>Livin' It Up</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Sosqte5X5iI/AAAAAAAAA1c/HXW7uoP6tJ4/s1600-h/saunders4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Sosqte5X5iI/AAAAAAAAA1c/HXW7uoP6tJ4/s400/saunders4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371433941445633570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Wino's!  We've got 5, count 'em, 5 versions of one of the greatest drinking songs ever written over at &lt;a href="http://www.barstoolmountain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Barstool Mountain&lt;/a&gt;!  Just sayin', you know, maybe you might want to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, then, today we come to sing the praises of &lt;a href="http://www.ladydottieandthediamonds.com/Index.cfm"&gt;Lady Dottie and the Diamonds&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up &lt;a href="http://www.hispeedsoul.com/store.php?itemID=11"&gt;their cd&lt;/a&gt; on a whim, and I gotta tell ya, brothers and sisters, I was completely blown away.  We're gonna indulge in a little (very deserved) hyperbole here, so brace yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the Detroit Cobras and any other half-baked "R'n'B" bar bands with "indie" cred and a singer who thinks she's Laverne Baker, &lt;a href="http://www.ladydottieandthediamonds.com/Index.cfm"&gt;Lady Dottie and the Diamonds&lt;/a&gt; are the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight outta San Diego, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the Diamonds&lt;/span&gt; are a slanky, slinky, sweaty, stoned soul picnic, the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stooges&lt;/span&gt; meets the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Staple Singers&lt;/span&gt;, and all points in between.  They're everything you demand from a Rhythm and Blues band borne of the darkest dive, layering on groove upon groove of loud'n'bawdy soul sleaze.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lady Dottie&lt;/span&gt; herself.  This aint no warbly pussy shit you hear called Soul nowadays. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lady Dottie&lt;/span&gt; howls, growls and yowls her way through the record, all swagger and deep-husked rapture, the second coming wrapped with in the devil's hand, a voice that makes you want to fuck and say fuck you. A force of deep-Soul grunt and gravel, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;truly the best vocal performance we've heard in years&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Her voice give us &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;feelings&lt;/span&gt;, if you know what I mean.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's jukejoint music, at the end of the day, the kind of music that swings you low, and moves you up.  There's nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are mp3's below this, but keep in mind that this is an independent, unsigned (as far as we know) band.  If you like what you hear, please consider picking up their record, which you can find &lt;a href="http://www.hispeedsoul.com/store.php?itemID=11"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I guarantee you'll be glad you did.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/1hivxx356t.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Dottie and the Diamonds: I Aint Mad At Ya (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/xvhcct8t19.mp3"&gt;Lady Dottie and the Diamonds: Livin' It Up (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As ever, and we can't say this enough, please support your local independent record stores and artists.  Yr local band could use all the support they can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-7895193106520750047?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/7895193106520750047/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=7895193106520750047&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/7895193106520750047?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/7895193106520750047?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/g29PVWLHwR8/livin-it-up.html" title="Livin' It Up" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Sosqte5X5iI/AAAAAAAAA1c/HXW7uoP6tJ4/s72-c/saunders4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/08/livin-it-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MAQXg-eip7ImA9WxNTFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-3079391285447189367</id><published>2009-08-17T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:24:00.652-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-17T08:24:00.652-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jim Dickinson" /><title>Let Your Light Shine On Me</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SogIvwkHM8I/AAAAAAAAA1M/jioZEyXuFlg/s1600-h/jimdickinson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SogIvwkHM8I/AAAAAAAAA1M/jioZEyXuFlg/s400/jimdickinson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370552172222559170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sad news.  &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;sql=11:qiabqjkbojta~T1"&gt;Jim Dickinson&lt;/a&gt; died this past weekend.  He was 68.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean, exactly, and why should you care? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first off, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;most generically&lt;/span&gt;, he was the producer for two classic records that all y'all probably own and worship...&lt;a href="http://www.rollingstone.com/artists/bigstar/albums/album/94386/review/5942849/third_sister_lovers"&gt;Third/Sister Lovers by Big Star&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pleased_to_Meet_Me"&gt;Pleased To Meet Me by the Replacements&lt;/a&gt;.  That alone should make you sit up and take notice, but there's more, so much more, to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Dickinson's&lt;/span&gt; career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;producer&lt;/span&gt; he was behind the boards for such artists as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mudhoney, the recently deceased Willy DeVille, Green on Red, Mojo Nixon, The Replacements, Tav Falco's Panther Burns, Screamin' Jay Hawkins, T Model Ford, and Lucero&lt;/span&gt;, amongst many, many others.  As a performer, primarily piano, he featured on such records as the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rolling Stone's "Wild Horses" and Bob Dylan's "Time Out of Mind".&lt;/span&gt;  He played with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ry Cooder&lt;/span&gt; and The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Flamin' Groovies&lt;/span&gt;.  The list goes on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a performer, Dickinson released a slew of solo albums under his own name and as a member of&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mud_Boy_and_the_Neutrons"&gt;Mud Boy and the Neutrons&lt;/a&gt;, and collaborated with &lt;a href="http://www.sonic-boom.info/"&gt;Spectrum&lt;/a&gt; on a brilliant &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Southern Drone&lt;/span&gt; record entitled &lt;a href="http://www.birdmanrecords.com/spectrum/index.html"&gt;Spectrum Meets Captain Memphis&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and he has a couple sons, Luther and Cody, who are in a little band called &lt;a href="http://www.nmallstars.com/"&gt;North Mississippi Allstars.   &lt;/a&gt;  You might have heard of 'em...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're only scratching the surface here, and a google search will give you so much more of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dickinson's&lt;/span&gt; contributions to the rocking and rolling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never met Mr. Dickinson, never spoke with him or asked him stories about his life and career.  We're only left with speculation about a man with whom the heart of Memphis and Southern Soul seemed deeply ingrained.  What he brought to his production, to our ears, was a sense of Rock and Soul as a way of life, an innate feel for the rhythms and sounds of the world outside his window, the stuff of life winnowed into a three-minute amalgam of guitar, bass, drums, and a voice crying mercy, mercy me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could probably have been hipper and more obscure in our music selection today.  But why?  Search out &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;, and you'll be rewarded.  Today we've got a couple of our favorite songs from his two most "famous" productions.  We've got our favorite &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mud Boy and Neutrons&lt;/span&gt; song, and we've got a track from his aforementioned &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spectrum&lt;/span&gt; collaboration.  Seems, unintentionally, these tunes work to create a farewell of sorts.  How about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP, Jim Dickinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/j7t5fhqlml.mp3"&gt;Mud Boy and the Neutrons: Let Your Light Shine On Me (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/0h8u7hg9kz.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replacements: Can't Hardly Wait (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/c4xk2yahp4.mp3"&gt;Big Star: Thank You Friends (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/y7o379lt2x.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Dickinson w/Spectrum: 'Til Your Mainline Comes (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support your local, independent records stores.  Just seems to be the right thing to do.  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If I could only tell you how many great artists we've got lined up with interviews, promos, and general goodness, well...that would be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;telling&lt;/span&gt;.  Bate your breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we hit up today's cover stars, we'd be remiss if we didn't throw out a shout to the mighty &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Johnson&lt;/span&gt;, founder of the &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;Deep Blues Festival&lt;/a&gt;, who made all this possible by putting on the best damn festival in the land. He made it possible for us to meet all these cats, and the gift keeps giving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we've got Boston's finest Deep Punk Blues merchants, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thetenfootpolecats"&gt;The Ten Foot Polecats&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Swell mp3's, courtesy of the band, follow the interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEog1wUo6Ps&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kEog1wUo6Ps&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livebluesworld.com/profile/thetenfootpolecats"&gt;Guitarist Jim Chilson&lt;/a&gt;, besides being a prime ambassador for the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues movement&lt;/span&gt;, and an all-around good guy, was kind enough to answer t&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;he interview questions below&lt;/span&gt;, and he basically has told you all you need to know about the band and their mission to kick yr sweaty rump out the door and into the street pogo-shimmying the night away.  So, I'm just gonna give you a few personal experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thetenfootpolecats"&gt;Ten Foot Polecats&lt;/a&gt; twice during the &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;Deep Blues Fest&lt;/a&gt;, once at the fest and later at an after-show shindig at &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/palmers-bar-minneapolis"&gt;Palmers&lt;/a&gt;, mostly on the recommendation of long-time reader and friend, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;John From Milwaukee&lt;/span&gt;, who joined us at the Fest.  Both sets blew our minds.  But it was the Palmer's show that really stroked our pole.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing the floor, at audience level, in a dank and packed dive bar, the Polecats really showed their swagger.  Lead singer Jay Scheffler menaced and prowled the floor, swinging the mic like a wolf (howlin'?), his voice a growl into a wail, all desperation, sex, and booze, chewing of slices of deep south gristle, moaning and cajoling.  Jim Chilson attacked his guitar like a man possessed by the spirit of the Delta mud, peeling thick strains of boogie rumble out of his innocent guitar, cranking out a godhead of silt, sand, and salvation. And drummer Dave Darling beat the skins like the ultimate cave man madman, intent on the destruction world through the pounding rhythm of soul. Everything was so in tune with it's surroundings, and the spirit of the moment, that some folks were even moved to hit the floor in abeyance to the power of the gods that moved these three humble men to send grown men to the floor(see the interview below for an "accounting" of the moment, of sorts).  Some  god moves in mysterious ways and we believe he or she was channeling through The Ten Foot Polecats that night, taking us to a rapture beyond belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we had the opportunity to hang with the Polecats at various times throughout the weekend, and a nicer bunch of guys you would never hope to meet. That's the sign of great band...they'll give you a sweat-soaked firestorm of a performance, and then they'll have a beer with you afterward.  That's what it's all about cats and kittens.  That's what it's all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we hit the interview, we're gonna tell you that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;our "free" Big Rock Candy Mountain promo for this post will come in a couple of weeks.&lt;/span&gt;  It's gonna involve their current e.p.,&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thetenfootpolecats"&gt; Sterno Soup&lt;/a&gt; and another &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;special gift&lt;/span&gt; for you, the reader.  But if you can't wait, and the mp3's aren't enough, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;contact the band at one of the sites/email addresses listed after the interview &lt;/span&gt;and beg them for more.  We'll honor your purchase down the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Ten Foot Polecats Interview (In which we discuss omelettes and whiskey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.First off, give us your generic origin story.  Where do you come from?  Why are you?  Feel free at this point to give the god's honest truth or create your own mythology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Ten Foot Polecats are &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jay Scheffler&lt;/span&gt; (vox and harp), &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jim Chilson&lt;/span&gt; (Guitar), &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dave Darling&lt;/span&gt; (Drums).  We are three piece band from the Boston Massachusetts that played together previously in another Boston blues band that played more “standard blues songs”.  &lt;br /&gt;Considering the previous band we were in did not seem to progress to the type of blues we really wanted to play, and plus  we didn’t want to play classic rock covers that the band now wanted to play,  we left the band to pursue a more unique and original blues sound that I think we were always itching to do.  Jay and I were actually playing in an acoustic duo that was playing Delta and Hill Country music in a local high end restaurant for about 2 months before we left the previous project.  I found it very  interesting  to play this sometimes cryptic music to people waiting for their Prime Rib or Chocolate Mousse….I found it humorous to sometimes see people finally realize what the lyrics were and look puzzled.  Needless to say that didn’t last too long as the restaurant wanted “lighter” material.   But after thinking about it we said let’s get Dave to play drums to get a full sound, electrify it, and try this out at venues.  After that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Ten Foot Polecats&lt;/span&gt; were born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.  Labels are a pain in the ass, but since we as a society like safe, compartmentalized categories, tell us what kind of music you play.  Please feel free to add as many descriptors as you want,  or feel free to give us your opinion on musical labels in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Basically we play &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;North Mississippi Hill Country Blues&lt;/span&gt; (generally) with an aggressive &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;punk&lt;/span&gt; attitude.  It is interesting you bring up labels because a lot of people who are in this “genre” don’t know what to call it and where it starts and ends.  More reasons to why labels on music really blow.   I tend to call the style we play,  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Punk Blues&lt;/span&gt;.  Why I add in Deep to the title? Mainly because in reference to the style Blues which is more in-line with the original Mississippi &amp; Delta styles rather than Chicago, West Coast, Uptown or whatever blues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. You're based out of Boston.  Do you find the city receptive to your style, whatever that is?  Or do you find a larger fan base outside of the city?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Actually it has really done well in the neighboring city in Massachusetts, Worcester, which seems to have a closer knit music scene.  It has done better there than in Boston, but in Boston it has done better than we expected.  At first we were doubtful that people in Boston would “get it” as a lot of the blues or blues influenced bands in Boston are of the Chicago Blues, Uptown/Jump Blues, Texas Blues, and Rock Blues.  But as it turns out a lot of the real Blues fans have really enjoyed the sound and also we have had more younger fans coming to shows.   It seems like we have a cross over audience in the works with the punk-a-billy/psychobilly fans as we have been booked on bills with those type bands, which is really pleasing.  We have had more people approach us at shows wondering about the sound and where it comes from, and why we don’t have a bass player and why I play a 5-string guitar, etc……..and we are very happy to tell them all about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4.  Generic question #2:  Who are your influences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What we like to say is basically anyone that originated from Mississippi.  However, to be more specific we are heavily influenced by the North Mississippi Hill Country artists:  RL Burnside, Junior Kimbrough, Jessie Mae Hemphill, Rober Belfour, Mississippi Fred McDowell,  T-Model Ford, along with other artists such as Howlin’ Wolf, John Lee Hooker, Blind Willie Johnson, Skip James, Hound Dog Taylor and so many more.  I could go on forever on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. How did you come to be involved with/play at the Deep Blues Fest?  What are your best memories of the Fest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We became involved through the power of myspace unbelievably enough.  A former Massachusetts resident named Stacy De Hart saw us online and said we have to come play the club she was booking for in Cottage Grove, Oregon called “The Axe and Fiddle”.   After thinking about it we said, yeah why not? Let’s hit the road!  So we booked a show and followed suit with lining up other shows in Seattle, and New Mexico and we made a go of it.  From there Stacy turned us on to other contacts in this genre such as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Johnson, Rick Saunders, DJ Hill Funk&lt;/span&gt;,  and others.  On thing she said we HAD to do was to apply to play &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Deep Blues Festival&lt;/span&gt; in Minneapolis.  After checking it out it was apparent that it was MUST we either play or be there.&lt;br /&gt;Deep Blues Festival 2009 was incredible, as I told organizer &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Johnson&lt;/span&gt;, it was the best musical experience of my life.  Chris is an amazing guy, the way he has helped the “misfit punk blues/country community” has been remarkable but what is even more incredible is the way he treated each and every artist that was playing.  It felt like a real family and friend atmosphere.  It was our first time playing the festival and before we played we heard about how all the artists would do anything for Chris (and his Deep Blues Staff too) and we can see why!  It is really a pleasure working with someone like Chris who wants you to succeed as much as you do.  I wish there were a lot more Chris Johnson’s out there, in the music scene and in the world…. truly a special man.  &lt;br /&gt;Musically speaking, the highlights were way too many to list, BUT the 3 things that stuck out were &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T-Model Ford &lt;/span&gt;impromptu jam at 2am on the back patio of the adjoining bar where he had command of a lucky audience, which including about 20m musicians hanging on every note.  The second memorable highlight was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Reverend Dead Eye&lt;/span&gt; playing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Fuck The Devil”&lt;/span&gt; and then having the sun finally peaking through the storm clouds for the first time of the festival.  Seemed like God was giving a big thumbs up saying “that’s right son!”.  Third, would be how all the bands were willing to contact each other and help each other get gigs in their areas and from there build a following.  In fact we talked with Left Lane Cruiser, Gravel Road, Smokestack and The Foothill Fury, Cashman, CW Ayon, Illinois John Fever and some others about possibly getting them up to the Northeast to play…hopefully we can help out and get the bands some shows in our area, and in turn play in their areas as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.  Say you're playing an after-show gig at a bar and you've so moved an individual with your music that they are sprawled face down on the floor pounding their fist in...let's call it ecstasy.  This leads to the poor individual being kicked out of the club.  Is this a moment of aesthetic pride or just par for the course at most of your gigs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For some reason this sounds very familiar!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I think it is, and will always be, a sense of pride to accomplish that feat.  To drive a person to frenzy is always a joy to watch, it adds to the show…..plus we like to be entertained as well  by the audience!  Anytime we can get someone to act totally ridiculous then we know we were playing pretty good that night!  We encourage it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. This may be redundant, based on question number 2, but you seem to bring a punk/garage (again with the damn labels) aspect to the Blues.  Do you see this as a trend?  Do you feel that the future of Blues, in order to bring in younger listeners, is to pull it into a different context, hook 'em, and then send them running back to the source?  Example: Uncle Tupelo sending the kids back to the record shop to check out Hank Williams, et. al.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I do see it as a trend.  It’s funny you mention this because it bring me to think of a documentary I was watching one time about Punk Rock, can’t think of the movie name, but Henry Rollins was saying that he never understood why kids that loved punk music never latched on to the old Mississippi Blues artists as the content of their music translates well to Punk.  Well, I think we are finally seeing that happen.  Even at The Deep Blues Festival you would see an aggressive, more  Punk like artist like the High Plane Drifters play RL Burnside songs and then before that you would see a one man band, like CW Ayon, play the same song.  So that tells me no matter how you are presenting your music the artists are influenced by similar content and presenting it their own way.  So, I think this could be a trend that will hopefully grow even larger on the music scene.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Is a cold adult beverage necessary to understanding the Blues, or does understanding the Blues lead one to enjoying a cold adult beverage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hmmm…actually a warmer adult beverage (preferably made in Tennessee or Kentucky) would be a quicker way to it.  But this is totally a “chicken or the egg”  topic, however much more fun with whiskey than with an omellete.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.  What's next for the 'Polecats?  Record?  Live shows?  World domination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We are playing shows throughout Massachusetts including opening up for Scott Biram on August 4th and are waiting to hear on a North East weekend tour with some Pyschobilly/Punk-a-billy bands that a booking agent what us to be a part of.  We might also be playing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Boston Blues Society’s 20th Anniversary Party&lt;/span&gt; with some National Act.  Still waiting confirmation of that as well.  But besides that we play almost weekly at this point, sometimes it is one set of music and sometimes it is three sets.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We are also working on our first full length CD&lt;/span&gt;,  I am thinking it will be out Late Fall 2009 but we have gotten some interested from some record companies so I am not sure if that will speed up the process or slow it down.  Whatever the case may be, we have some new songs in the works and about 9 recorded and mixed as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;World Domination!  I like it, but lots of hard work.  We would need someone devious enough to lead that charge and form the armies......between the crooked political figures in both Boston &amp; Chicago we could assemble a really devastating  army for world domination!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you want to contact, or check out, The Ten Foot Polecats on their  upcoming shows, upcoming CD release, or anything beer and whiskey related….. here are the ways to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mail:    tenfootpolecats@aol.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/thetenfootpolecats&lt;br /&gt;http://www.reverbnation.com/thetenfootpolecats &lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Ten-Foot-Polecats/30598614388 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/r1r2szcloz.mp3"&gt;Ten Foot Polecats: Chickenhead Man (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/q5ts1xji26.mp3"&gt;Ten Foot Polecats: Big Road (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support your local, independent,  kick-ass band.  They're ten times better than any Rotting Stones show yr gonna see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-6797562863022498003?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/6797562863022498003/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=6797562863022498003&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/6797562863022498003?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/6797562863022498003?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/5WohI4KhvTI/omelettes-and-whiskey.html" title="Omelettes and Whiskey" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SoNmaDtaXNI/AAAAAAAAA1E/D4G_uJSYHi8/s72-c/l_33b4e6a7f5da4c9f888da7e72ca95ab2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/08/omelettes-and-whiskey.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8EQXs7eCp7ImA9WxNTEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-2988215818464481156</id><published>2009-08-12T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:30:00.500-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-12T08:30:00.500-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Eddie Noack" /><title>Psycho</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Sn7NoS5zjsI/AAAAAAAAA00/R9NzGesBmuc/s1600-h/nlc010072-v6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Sn7NoS5zjsI/AAAAAAAAA00/R9NzGesBmuc/s400/nlc010072-v6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367953898024963778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, guess what's back?  After more than a year we're firing up &lt;a href="http://www.barstoolmountain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Barstool Mountain&lt;/a&gt; again.  Oh yes indeed.  Your number-one source for all songs boozy and swank. And, of course, the official home of our &lt;a href="http://barstoolmountain.blogspot.com/2007/05/top-100-drinking-songs.html#links"&gt;Top 100 Drinking Songs&lt;/a&gt; from a couple of years ago.  &lt;a href="http://www.barstoolmountain.blogspot.com/"&gt;Check it out!  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that out of the way, let's check in with a Country'n'Western feller we think is pretty nifty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/noack_eddie/bio.jhtml"&gt;Eddie Noack&lt;/a&gt; gets a lot of nods from the rockabilly crowd for some reason, probably for his work under the name &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Tommy Wood"&lt;/span&gt;.  Don't really see it myself, as he's pretty much a hard floor honkytonker, but to each their own, and anything to spread the word, methinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll skip most of the ephemera, which you can find easily on the world wide internet series of tubes and wires, and give you a brief overview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noack&lt;/span&gt; recorded a whole slew of songs for various regional labels (notably, for our purposes at least, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Starday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;K-Ark&lt;/span&gt;) after winning a singing contest in the late '40's.  Some of his most notable tunes are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Psycho", "Too Hot To Handle", and "Gentlemen Prefer Blonds"&lt;/span&gt;.  Most of them failed right out of the gate, in some cases due to the "mature" and "unsavory" subject matter.  Even after being "rediscovered" and covered by the likes of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;George Jones, Hank Snow, Ernest Tubb and Elvis Costello&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noack&lt;/span&gt; never really gained a foothold in the big, big Country world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that'd be about the end of it, if not for the glorious obsessiveness of collectors and archivists.  There's a wealth of great "old" music out there constantly being compiled from dusty vaults for our listening enjoyment, and&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Noack &lt;/span&gt; has been particularly well-cared for.  Good for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having gotten a degree in journalism, you can hear &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noack's&lt;/span&gt; unique take on the populist lyricism of Country, with a Hank-like simplicity that says more in a phrase than a million contemporary Nashville Hats could wish for in their wettest dreams.  But simple aint &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noack&lt;/span&gt; delves into a little darkness (at the edge of town) in his songs.  Rape, murder, hopelessness, etc.  But don't be fooled by his darker side, as he can swing the chandeliers to the floor with a honky tonk stomper worthy of the best of 'em.  Twangdrawling through the heartache, love, hopes and dreams of all the days, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noack&lt;/span&gt; takes us to the bar, offers us a swallow of a drink both bitter and euphoric, and invites us to dance the day into the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Psycho"&lt;/span&gt; is not &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noack's&lt;/span&gt; own song, but he takes it, and makes it definitive.  It's his most famous tune, so we thought we'd throw it in for a hook.  You can't go wrong with any tune by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noack&lt;/span&gt;, but the three tunes following &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Psycho"&lt;/span&gt; are our personal favorites (but only because we had to limit ourselves.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/clh705khiu.mp3"&gt;Eddie Noack: Psycho (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/zh04fnnek2.mp3"&gt;Eddie Noack: Relief Is Just A Swallow Away (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ogj12vnrs1.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Noack: Barbara Joy (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/zt2amgj2p3.mp3"&gt;Eddie Noack: Firewater Luke (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/q63il0dpxq.mp3"&gt;Eddie Noack: Walk 'Em Off (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support your local, independent mental health clinic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-2988215818464481156?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2988215818464481156/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=2988215818464481156&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2988215818464481156?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2988215818464481156?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/lWB0_C481w8/psycho.html" title="Psycho" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/Sn7NoS5zjsI/AAAAAAAAA00/R9NzGesBmuc/s72-c/nlc010072-v6.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/08/psycho.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MEQXsyeCp7ImA9WxJaFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-8993151140784639479</id><published>2009-08-06T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:30:00.590-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-06T08:30:00.590-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blood Ol Mule" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deep Blues Festival" /><title>Mule Kicker</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SnocQIMoSxI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ShXjqfFzDac/s1600-h/sbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SnocQIMoSxI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ShXjqfFzDac/s400/sbaby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366632969369307922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bloodyolmule"&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule&lt;/a&gt; Interview!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to our first Deep Blues Thursday.  We'll be having interviews and overviews with some of our favorite artists in the Deep Blues tradition.  Check out the end of the post for a special offer, and some swell tunes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first featured artist is a feller what goes by the name of &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bloodyolmule"&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule&lt;/a&gt;.  Real name's Shilo, and he was one of our favorite finds at the Deep Blues Festival, his two performances keeping us riveted and awed with awe at his brilliance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule's a big man, with a bigger voice, and a stage presence built to beat the devil at his own game, brimstone fried salvation between the bottle and the deep dark pit.  That voice, a hiccuped, dustbowl twang suddenly possessed by the ghost of Howling Wolf, is a thing of hellish beauty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, oh bloody hell, what he does to his guitar is probably illegal in a least 48 states, a shredding, rhythmic honky blues holler, heading southbound to the end of the line, speeding like a hound on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrically, Bloody Ol' Mule covers all the things we love: God and Satan, booze, love'n'hate, loneliness and lust, sex and salvation, more booze.  Even a touch of truckin'.  He's a master of the turned Country'n'Blues phrase, and throws off lines of poetry couched in the language of the common man.  That's a fuckin' compliment that we usually reserve for old Hank Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't take our word for all this. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Shilo (Bloody Ol' Mule hisself) was kind enough to grant us an interview.  &lt;/span&gt;   So without further slobbering on our part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Bloody Ol' Mule Interview (in which we learn many things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.   First off, give us your generic origin story.  Where do you come from?  Why are you?  Feel free at this point to give the god's honest truth or create your own mythology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I come from Grady County, Oklahoma, just a little west of Norman, Oklahoma. I live on 10 acres of land nestled somewhat in between a valley. It is the same land that I’ve been on and off of since I was about 5 or 6 years old. I don’t live in nothing really fancy, just a trailer house.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.  Where is Hell's Fringe Oklahoma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;To some of the locals of where I live, we still call this Hell’s Fringe, a name given to the area by the rangers and lawmen back in the 1800’s when outlaws came to Hell’s Fringe to hide out and such. The law never did like going into Hell’s Fringe, and preferred to just stay away, due to all the Indians that lived out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.  Describe your style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I call my music “Feel Good”, meaning that I feel good playing, and from what I gather from others, they feel good listening to it. I just play music. I’m 33 years old, and the majority of the music that I listen to, and have grown up listening to for most of my life has been old country and honky tonk, and delta, and hill country blues. When I was a teenager, I also listened to a lot of 70’s and 80’s punk, as well as a lot of old 1960’s garage rock, but for the most part, the country and blues out weighs the rest of my personal music collection. I own about 3000 c.d.s, about 1000 or so records ranging anywhere from blues, to country, to punk to garage rock, and experimental music, etc. My country record collection being from about 1977 or so back to Jimmie Rodgers, one of my biggest inspirations, along with Hank Williams Sr. and Lefty Frizzell.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. You sing a great deal about Satan/the Devil.  Do you believe that "satan is real"? And if so, where does he live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I feel that the devil exists inside of every living human-being, there inside of our minds, and our hearts, and that we as human-beings are constantly trying our best to not give in to his temptations. We are always battling the devil that exists there inside of us. The devil that appears in the songs that I write is nothing more than ourselves, or a metaphor for the things that don’t go our way in life, such as in my song &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“My Woman Got The Devil”&lt;/span&gt; or my song &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Satan’s Farm”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.  In keeping with the thematic track, your songs often deal with the darker side of life (murder, drinkin', bad men doing bad things, etc.).  Is this something that springs from your mind/imagination or do you pull from real life experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I would have to say that my songs are a cross between my own imagination, experiences that I’ve had myself, as well as experiences that other people have had. For the most part, I don’t feel that they are necessarily about the darker side of life, they are just about life in general. These subjects are an element that I’m around everyday of my life, I do not seek them out, for the most part they tend to seek me out whether I want them or not. If I had the choice of writing great songs about the heart-ache and sadness that I have experienced, or the choice of being able to live in a life of bliss and at peace with myself, I’d choose to live at peace with myself. Writing songs, or stories is the only way for me to release all of that which has been building up inside of me, whether it be right or wrong, and that inspiration comes from all directions in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.  This might be redundant based on the previous question, but your onstage persona is vastly different than your offstage persona (at least based on our interactions at the Festival).   Are Shilo Brown and Bloody Ol' Mule two completely separate individuals, or do they feed off each other , the real life person and the created stage persona? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When Howling Wolf used to perform, he was the Wolf on stage, and pretty much Chester Burnett off stage, and Daddy to his kids. When I perform, there is a sort of possession that comes over me when I’m playing music, I am somewhat possessed when I’m up there on stage playing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7.  Tell us about your experiences at the Deep Blues Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It was one amazing experience. When I got home from the festival, 2 to 3 days laters, I was having dreams every night that I was still at the festival, either playing, or hanging out with all the great people that I got to hang out with and meet. So, I definitely feel that the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues Festival&lt;/span&gt; had a great impact on me. It was one of the best things I’ve ever done in my life, and I hope to be able to do it again next year. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Johnson&lt;/span&gt; is a bright spirit, and a beautiful human-being, who takes good care of each one of us musicians with a personal touch, as if we were all his children. The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues Festival&lt;/span&gt; is the most comfortable I’ve felt playing at a festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8 .  Your records seem to tend towards more of a Country/Hillbilly style, while your performances at the Blues Fest highlighted, obviously, your more Blues oriented stylings (while maintaining a bedrock of Country).  Do you find these styles mutually exclusive, or do you find Country and Blues almost two sides of the American coin?  Which style do you feel more comfortable with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I think that real country music, and real blues are pretty much one in the same. Hank Williams Sr. learned how to play from Tee-Tot a black street musician, as well as Jimmie Rodgers doing the same with all the black street musicians that fascinated him growing up. Lightnin’ Hopkins once said that country music ain’t nothing but white man’s blues. I feel that these two styles of music go hand in hand. I, myself don’t classify my music as either one or the other, for me it is just music. I play what I like to play and that is all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.  You're also a writer.  Tell us about yr stories and poems.  Who are your influences?  What separates your written pieces from you music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I would have to say that I am more of a story-teller than a writer. I’ve got a spoken word album called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Good Greasy Meat&lt;/span&gt; that will be coming out sometime in the fall of this year. The stories, just like the songs that I write, usually spawn from either my own experiences or from the things that I’ve been told over a few cold beers in some beer joint. I write about the elements of life that I know about. One should always write about what they know. I am mostly interested in Southern writing, and mostly southern grit-lit, writers such as Larry Brown, Harry Crews, Tom Franklin, etc. I seem to relate more to their story telling as opposed to other genres of writing. They write about the characters that I know, and have grown up with all my life. I relate to what they are writing about, and it makes me feel good to know that there’s people out in the world who are just like me, and that I’m not alone in my ways of thinking and living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I’ve owned and operated a new and used bookstore and record store in Oklahoma City since 1997 called&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Book Beat &amp; Co.&lt;/span&gt; where I’ve also held live shows in the bookstore as well as artshows and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10.  What's next?  Plug your next record and/or shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Before I left for the Deep Blues Festival, I recorded a sessions of songs for an album that I’m calling &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lonesome Midnight Bawlers&lt;/span&gt;, a collection of sad and lonely tears in your beer country weepers that I’ve written. A collection of pure honky tonk material. Then I’ve got another recording session set up in a few months to record 18 to 19 songs for the new Bloody Ol’ Mule album that will be called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Between Pig’s Ditch and Blood Creek&lt;/span&gt;. Also, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I’m working on publishing a new collection of short stories and poems as well&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dB1A1bPU3iM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dB1A1bPU3iM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now then, if that aint enough for y'all, and the following tunes aren't enough either, and more tunes at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bloodyolmule"&gt;his myspace page&lt;/a&gt;, here's what we're gonna do.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you buy an album from Bloody Ol' Mule (check his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bloodyolmule"&gt;myspace page&lt;/a&gt; for contact info), we here at the Mountain will personally make you mix cd or mp3 mix in whatever style/genre/theme of your choosing.  Shilo's also a damn good writer, and we'd count buying one of his books as eligible too.  All you gotta do is tell us you bought something, and we'll get you hooked up, we trust all y'all that much.&lt;/span&gt;  More and different promotions to come in subsequent Deep Blues Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/h3d9gutkh3.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule: Truck Stop Whore (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/flx2ui0hkb.mp3"&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule: Snake Hunt Holler (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/8ztgbhv14b.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule: Holy Ghost Power (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support these artists.  They're keeping real, non-crap, non-watered down music alive.  The sound of a deeper American ghost.  We'll do what we can to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-8993151140784639479?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8993151140784639479/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=8993151140784639479&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/8993151140784639479?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/8993151140784639479?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/tkIyEKa3SS8/mule-kicker.html" title="Mule Kicker" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SnocQIMoSxI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ShXjqfFzDac/s72-c/sbaby.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/08/mule-kicker.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UARn09eSp7ImA9WxJaFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-6645008093836566827</id><published>2009-08-04T08:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:07:27.361-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-04T13:07:27.361-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Goner Records" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tearjerkers" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Oblivians" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Big Legal Mess" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jack Oblivian" /><title>Black Boots and Dirty Nails</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SndoyJhfNpI/AAAAAAAAA0E/TAqKYBEdzjA/s1600-h/p-Pulp_Art_042_Rafael_de_Soto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SndoyJhfNpI/AAAAAAAAA0E/TAqKYBEdzjA/s400/p-Pulp_Art_042_Rafael_de_Soto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365872691794359954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/officialjackoblivian"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Oblivian&lt;/a&gt; was always our favorite &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/oblivians"&gt;Oblivian&lt;/a&gt;.  Just barely, of course, since all three of 'em (Jack, Greg and Eric) were pretty super duper.  But since the breakup of The Oblivians, we've been most enamored with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jack's&lt;/span&gt; career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the projects Jack's (may we call him Jack?  Or perhaps Mr. Yarber?) been involved in pre- and post-Oblivians include T&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;he Compulsive Gamblers, The Knaughty Knights, South Filthy, The Cool Jerks, The Limes, Jack Oblivian &amp; The Cigarillos, The Natural Kicks, '68 Comback, and Greg Oblivian and the Tip Tops&lt;/span&gt;.  There's more, but we're most concerned in today's post with his solo work and his work with The &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tearjerkers/The Tennessee Tearjerkers&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-Oblivians, Jack started to form a new sound, one that still hewed to the soulpunktrash of his former band, but opened up to other influences. You found a strong Country streak lingering at the edges, and a nod (as good as a wink) to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Faces'&lt;/span&gt; brand of bar band boogie, but pressed and squeezed into a Memphis rhythm'n'booze grease pit. His voice is still there, a dried corn-husk of a sneer, snot-flecked and leering.  But, with a vignette-heavy songwriting maturity, he creates a rawkin' ramble of lowdown sleaze, bad attitude and bad intentions, pistols and pussy, and southern-style burned down house-party.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's got two (Two!) new records out.  &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/JackOblivian/index.php"&gt;Disco Outlaw&lt;/a&gt; in on &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/mainpage.php"&gt;Goner Records&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.biglegalmessrecords.com/jacko.htm"&gt;Saturday Night, Part Two&lt;/a&gt; is on the mighty &lt;a href="http://www.biglegalmessrecords.com/main.htm"&gt;Big Legal Mess&lt;/a&gt;.  We also had the honor of seeing Jack play last week at the world famous &lt;a href="http://www.hideoutchicago.com/"&gt;Hideout&lt;/a&gt;, with &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/johnpaulkeith"&gt;John Paul Keith&lt;/a&gt; backing him up.  It was a mighty night, and we left sweaty, buzzed and happy.  You'll be hearing more about these albums at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the two new records, who represent the first two tracks below, we've got tracks off of the albums &lt;a href="http://www.sympathyrecords.com/catalogue/pages2/SFTRI535.html"&gt;So Low&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sympathyrecords.com/catalogue/pages2/SFTRI475.html"&gt;American Slang&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sympathyrecords.com/catalogue/pages2/SFTRI735.html"&gt;Don't Throw Your Love Away&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biglegalmessrecords.com/jacko.htm"&gt;The Flip-Side Kid&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.sympathyrecords.com/catalogue/pages2/SFTRI643.html"&gt;Bad Moon Rising&lt;/a&gt;.  Again, the man's all over the musical map, both as producer and performer, so his other projects are well worth hunting down.  &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/mainpage.php"&gt;Goner Records&lt;/a&gt; is a good place to start.  I'm assuming y'all have the Oblivians rekkids already, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/bhfyzckxix.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack O And The Tennessee Tearjerkers: Ditch Road (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/tmno3yec5a.mp3"&gt;Jack Oblivian: Against The Wall (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/qm52mozrhy.mp3"&gt;Jack O And The Tennessee Tearjerkers: Dirty Nails (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/yk4vfs57sv.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack O And The Tennessee Tearjerkers: Black Boots (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/9x5yyo30vb.mp3"&gt;Jack Oblivian: Honey, I'm Too Old For You (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/93935dujcz.mp3"&gt;The Tearjerkers: Bank, Gun, Jail (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/20g0nkc5mr.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack O And The Tearjerkers: Mad Dog 20/20 (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/kmb81x8gdc.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Oblivian: Mama Don't Get Off (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please support your local, independent Garage Punk godhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-6645008093836566827?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/6645008093836566827/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=6645008093836566827&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/6645008093836566827?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/6645008093836566827?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/cUWQiEYmqBU/black-boots-and-dirty-nails.html" title="Black Boots and Dirty Nails" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SndoyJhfNpI/AAAAAAAAA0E/TAqKYBEdzjA/s72-c/p-Pulp_Art_042_Rafael_de_Soto.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/08/black-boots-and-dirty-nails.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcEQXw6fSp7ImA9WxJaEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-2121312986173257244</id><published>2009-07-31T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:30:00.215-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-31T08:30:00.215-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dooley Wilson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Six Pack" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Restravant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Rue Moor Counts" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="High Plane Drifters" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Speaking Tongues" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Deep Blues Festival" /><title>Deep Six</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmyFvNGmqdI/AAAAAAAAAz8/kihQEu2J2J8/s1600-h/tent-revival.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmyFvNGmqdI/AAAAAAAAAz8/kihQEu2J2J8/s400/tent-revival.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362808302309124562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, waiting, waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still trying to put in words how great the &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;Deep Blues Festival&lt;/a&gt; was.  It's hard to distill 5 days of great music, and even better people, into a pithy post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would be remiss if we didn't recognize &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Johnson&lt;/span&gt;, the founder, for the passion, love, and heart he put into the festival.  I've never been to an event before where &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; band made a point to thank and praise the man responsible for bringing them there.  This happened at the &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;Deep Blues Festival&lt;/a&gt;.  Mr. Johnson is a visionary, and an example of how to put your soul into action.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we must also mention all the artist involved (70 bands, duos, and one-man bands), from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T-Model Ford,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Elmo Williams&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CeDell Davis&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pure Country Gold, Ten Foot Polecats, Bloody Ol' Mule, Black Diamond Heavies&lt;/span&gt;, and countless others.  This was the type of festival where the artists roamed freely throughout the crowd, encouraging you to engage them in conversations, rabidly checking out other artists, and even sitting down for a beer with anyone who would ask.  Such acknowledgment of fans is a rare thing indeed in the current music scene.  But the Blues lend themselves to interaction, don't they?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll get to covering other music shortly, but for today we want to do a special edition of our &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Six Pack&lt;/span&gt; series, focusing on artists who played at the Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd also like to announce, for the foreseeable future, a new series here at the Mountain.  We're gonna call it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Deep Blues Thursday&lt;/span&gt; (starting next week), and we'll be covering many of the artists who either played at the Festival, or whose brand of Hill Country Blues/Punk Blues/Hillbilly Blues, etc. matches the aesthetic forged and lovingly curated at the Fest.  We'll being doing interviews with the artists, and offering special incentives and, yes, giveaways.  Keep your eyes peeled to this site for more announcements.  Things are afoot (which partly explains my posting delay).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Six Pack&lt;/span&gt;, featuring artists from the Deep Blues Festival.  We've got &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/highplanedrifters"&gt;The High Plane Drifters&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dooleywilson"&gt;Dooley Wilson&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thespeakingtongues"&gt;The Speaking Tongues&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theruemoorcounts"&gt;The Rue Moor Counts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/restaurantmusic"&gt;Restavrant&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.purecountrygold.com/main.html"&gt;Pure Country Gold&lt;/a&gt;. Ass kickers, each and every one.  And we've only just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, all songs are pulled from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;vinyl&lt;/span&gt; (in this case all 45's).  Songs are not listed in order of greatness, so check 'em all out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ajxffma65l.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Plane Drifters: Trouble In Mind (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/5fn1id2ud9.mp3"&gt;Dooley Wilson: Easy When You Put It On Me (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/v2k7kmglet.mp3"&gt;The Speaking Tongues: Looking In Your Window (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/r1mhlqno2u.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rue Moor Counts: On The Run (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/y9fssxl0sj.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restavrant: Bev D. (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/fdog5skg7u.mp3"&gt;Pure Country Gold: Setting Sun (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support your local, independent rock'n'roll hootchie coo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-2121312986173257244?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2121312986173257244/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=2121312986173257244&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2121312986173257244?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2121312986173257244?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/--2ucPAZbrE/deep-six.html" title="Deep Six" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmyFvNGmqdI/AAAAAAAAAz8/kihQEu2J2J8/s72-c/tent-revival.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/07/deep-six.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUEQX88eCp7ImA9WxJbFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-8556839420765707512</id><published>2009-07-24T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T08:30:00.170-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-24T08:30:00.170-05:00</app:edited><title>Mule Kicker</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmmWFektywI/AAAAAAAAAz0/PAqBZfzGgpE/s1600-h/168212564_ca8f09d6a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmmWFektywI/AAAAAAAAAz0/PAqBZfzGgpE/s400/168212564_ca8f09d6a2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361981852211858178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the delay in posting, folks.  We're still recovering from the &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;Deep Blues Festival&lt;/a&gt;.  We'll have a full write-up of the fest on Monday, along with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;some other nifty announcements&lt;/span&gt;.  You won't want to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, here's a couple of tunes from one of our fave raves from the fest, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bloodyolmule"&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule&lt;/a&gt;.  You'll be hearing more about him (and many, many others) down the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/9b07al7je4.mp3"&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule: BBQ Song (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/kn7hzjth2p.mp3"&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule: Black Balled Peter (mp3) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support independent music when you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-8556839420765707512?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/8556839420765707512/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=8556839420765707512&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/8556839420765707512?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/8556839420765707512?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/57qm8ChMmMc/mule-kicker.html" title="Mule Kicker" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmmWFektywI/AAAAAAAAAz0/PAqBZfzGgpE/s72-c/168212564_ca8f09d6a2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/07/mule-kicker.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ENSH48eyp7ImA9WxJUGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-2871221569131617682</id><published>2009-07-17T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T11:54:59.073-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-17T11:54:59.073-05:00</app:edited><title>T-Model</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmCbF2e84mI/AAAAAAAAAzs/tPaXXSnFAUg/s1600-h/IMG00016-20090717-0122(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmCbF2e84mI/AAAAAAAAAzs/tPaXXSnFAUg/s400/IMG00016-20090717-0122(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359454081397875298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy from Minneapolis.  We're posting on the fly, so pardon our grammar.  That picture above is the legendary &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T-Model_Ford"&gt;T-Model Ford&lt;/a&gt; playing an impromptu short acoustic set in the wee hours of the morning after the close of the first night of the &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;Deep Blues Fest&lt;/a&gt;.  He played to about 20-30 of us stragglers out on the smoking patio.  At 89 years of age, the man can still kick ass and send chills down one's back.  I think all of us standing there had a feeling we were witnessing something special.  And it's just the first night.  Should be a pretty interesting weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have more on the artists down the line, with tunes (I'm buying vinyl, so mp3's will have to wait...sorry), but if y'all get a chance check out the linked sites for&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bloodyolmule"&gt;Bloody Ol' Mule &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/restaurantmusic"&gt;Restavrant&lt;/a&gt;, our new favorite artists, whose kick ass sets held us rapt with amazement.  We'll get some tunes up by them soon, and an interview with at least one of 'em.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-2871221569131617682?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2871221569131617682/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=2871221569131617682&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2871221569131617682?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2871221569131617682?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/_cPWRbjyrVE/t-model.html" title="T-Model" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SmCbF2e84mI/AAAAAAAAAzs/tPaXXSnFAUg/s72-c/IMG00016-20090717-0122(2).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/07/t-model.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEEQXc9cCp7ImA9WxJUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-4095739829038361937</id><published>2009-07-15T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:30:00.968-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T08:30:00.968-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lucifer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beelzebub" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mephistopheles" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Satan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hell" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Devil" /><title>Satan Is Real</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SlyPMvHCFmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/nCzq8qygD4o/s1600-h/wages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SlyPMvHCFmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/nCzq8qygD4o/s400/wages.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358315105631213154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're off to &lt;a href="http://www.deepbluesfestival.com/"&gt;The Deep Blues Festival&lt;/a&gt;.  We've got some interviews set up for future posting, and hopefully we'll return with some more goodies and news for all y'all's enjoyment.  Keep an eye to this space over the next five days, as we'll attempt some live blogging, if time and sobriety permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the interim, we've got a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;super duper little mix&lt;/span&gt; for ya.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As voted in the last poll&lt;/span&gt;, the forces of darkness won out over the competition.  Satan takes over the Mountain.  Watch out for lighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, we skipped some obvious choices (AC/DC, Charlie Daniels Band, Rolling Stones, Roky Erickson, etc.).  Figgered those were too easy.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the Devil really have all the good music?  Maybe we'll have to concoct another &lt;a href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2008/01/sin-and-salvation.html"&gt;Sin and Salvation&lt;/a&gt; mix to decide.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil Horns!  Devil Horns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Big Rock Candy Mountain Presents: Satan Is Real(A Devilish mix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(Link to mix follows track listing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Satanville (The Gibson Brothers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Devil Is Watching You (Lightning Hopkins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Sinner's Dream (Eugene Fox)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Satan Is Real (The Louvin Brothers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Devil Do (Holly Golightly and the Brokeoffs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Idle Hands Are the Devil's Playtings (Palace Brothers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Wrestling With Satan (Lightning Beat-Man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; Deacon Brown Vs. The Devil (The Holidays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; Chased Old Satan (The Woodie Brothers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; Race With The Devil (Gene Vincent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt; Satan (The Dwarves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt; Satan's River (Porter Wagoner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt; Me and the Devil Blues (Robert Johnson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt; Say No To the Devil (Rev. Gary Davis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt; Go Away Devil (Little Axe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt; I'll Never Let the Devil Win (Sleepy LaBeef)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt; She Belongs To the Devil (Wasboard Sam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt; (censored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19.&lt;/span&gt; Old Red Devil (Hollis Champion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt; Devil's Gonna Get You (Bessie Smith)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt; Get Behind Me Satan and Push (Billie Jo Spears)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt; Devil Is Mad (Dorothea Fleming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt; Satan Your Kingdom Must Come Down (Uncle Tupelo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;24.&lt;/span&gt; We've Got the Devil On the Run (Elder Lightfoot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt; Satan Sold Out (Them Ranch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;26.&lt;/span&gt; Workin' Like the Devil For the Lord (Del Reeves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;27.&lt;/span&gt; Send My Soul To the Devil (Frankie Lee Sims)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28.&lt;/span&gt; I've Got A Devil In Me (Big Foot Chester)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;29.&lt;/span&gt; Satan Wears a Satin Gown (Frankie Laine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;30.&lt;/span&gt; Last Song About Satan (Slim Cessna's Auto Club)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/4b0avfbmh6.mp3"&gt;Satan Is Real (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please support your local, independent demon and/or coven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-4095739829038361937?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/4095739829038361937/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=4095739829038361937&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/4095739829038361937?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/4095739829038361937?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/pSACl1-0oLA/satan-is-real.html" title="Satan Is Real" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SlyPMvHCFmI/AAAAAAAAAzk/nCzq8qygD4o/s72-c/wages.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/07/satan-is-real.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEEQXg5fSp7ImA9WxJUEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6672539.post-2742803997284596622</id><published>2009-07-10T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:30:00.625-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-10T08:30:00.625-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mississippi Records" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sammi Smith" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bobby Ubangi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Touch Me Nots" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Death" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vinyl" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LP's" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jack Oblivian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="45's" /><title>Six Pack To Go</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SlEgqg1M_MI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jRKrdSEt8-I/s1600-h/45rpms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SlEgqg1M_MI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jRKrdSEt8-I/s400/45rpms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355097346659908802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey!  Gonna pound on yr eardrums today with another exciting installment of our &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6 Pack series&lt;/span&gt;.  Six fantabulous tunes ripped from glorious &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;vinyl&lt;/span&gt; for your enjoyment and consumer needs.  What's this all about?  Well &lt;a href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/06/six-pack.html"&gt;check out our previous six pack post for the full skinny&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's our &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;vinyl&lt;/span&gt; stars for the day.  Next time we do this it'll be an all 7" day, so let the ladies know (ah ha ha ha...ha...hee hee...oh, forget it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up is a slab of pre-punk, soul punk from the awe-inspiring, recently unearthed &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deathprotopunk"&gt;Death&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; the death metal band) courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.dragcity.com/dragcity.html"&gt;Drag City Records&lt;/a&gt;.  More on these guys later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to follow &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deathprotopunk"&gt;Death&lt;/a&gt;,  but legend &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/officialjackoblivian"&gt;Jack Oblivian (nee Yarber) and his Tennessee Tearjerkers &lt;/a&gt; kick a sweet sweatboozemidnightramble tale from their new rekkid, &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/JackOblivian/index.php"&gt;The Disco Outlaw&lt;/a&gt;  on &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/mainpage.php"&gt;(label of the year) Goner&lt;/a&gt;.  Note that no disco, or anything remotely associated with it, actually appears on the rekkid.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jack Oblivian &lt;/span&gt;retrospective coming soon on this very site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lo-fi (don't hate the label, embrace it as a sign that no jackass producer mucked around with the proceedings) genius &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bobbyandthesoftspots"&gt;Bobby Ubangi&lt;/a&gt; clocks in next with a fast and furious little ditty that has us jumping around the living room in sheer bliss. Song's on "Inside The Mind of Bobby Ubangi" on &lt;a href="http://www.robshouserecords.com/"&gt;Rob's House Records&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through we have an African groove courtesy of &lt;a href="http://facstaff.unca.edu/sinclair/miss_records/index.html"&gt;Mississippi Records'&lt;/a&gt; album &lt;a href="http://facstaff.unca.edu/sinclair/miss_records/mr008b.jpg"&gt;Love Is Love&lt;/a&gt;.  If you're not grabbing every release by &lt;a href="http://facstaff.unca.edu/sinclair/miss_records/index.html"&gt;this label&lt;/a&gt;, well, there might be something wrong with you.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This might be our favorite song posted today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  For you sleaze-blooze-trash fans, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thetouchmenots"&gt;The Touch-Me-Nots&lt;/a&gt;, a two piece husband and wife duo, take you to the darker side with a track off their killer &lt;a href="http://www.goner-records.com/cart/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=2&amp;products_id=2193"&gt;Sheldon Munn 10"&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.grunnenrocks.nl/label/y/yakisakana.htm"&gt;Yakisakana Records&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally, a little noirish, late-night drinking song from Country chanteuse &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/smith_sammi/bio.jhtml"&gt;Sammi Smith &lt;/a&gt;.  From a record that's no longer in print, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The Toast of 45"&lt;/span&gt;, but well worth hunting down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ever, the songs are not in any order of quality or greatness.  We just lined 'em up in a convenient mix-tape sort of way.  Grab 'em all, and support the artists if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/3vrpy1k1t4.mp3"&gt;Death: Keep On Knockin' (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/5k07g9cr1g.mp3"&gt;Jack O and the Tennessee Tearjerkers: Walk of Shame (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/mdup8ou9ki.mp3"&gt;Bobby Ubangi: Another Girl Like You (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/d9f2km68db.mp3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.E. Rogers - Toomus Meremereh Nor Good (Sierra Leone) (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/0xnm6egtdh.mp3"&gt;The Touch-Me-Nots: Imbe-Style (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/efb34mk3c8.mp3"&gt;Sammi Smith: The Toast of 45 (mp3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lease support your local, independent record stores.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Please&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6672539-2742803997284596622?l=therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/feeds/2742803997284596622/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6672539&amp;postID=2742803997284596622&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2742803997284596622?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6672539/posts/default/2742803997284596622?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bigrock/~3/RTxF2Et7HwY/six-pack-to-go.html" title="Six Pack To Go" /><author><name>bigrockcandymountain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03774223242173267278</uri><email>jukejoint@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="09473006348152919947" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NtyNoZ0aSmw/SlEgqg1M_MI/AAAAAAAAAzc/jRKrdSEt8-I/s72-c/45rpms.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://therealbigrockcandymountain.blogspot.com/2009/07/six-pack-to-go.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
