Mr. Small’s and the North Mississippi All-Stars. East End’s Big Hop on tap. Swampy blues jamming. An electrified psychedelic washboard. A sit-in with the opening band’s pedal steel player, Roosevelt Collier, of the Lee Boys. “Lovelight,” for crying out loud. There are many definitions of a good night. The above is an excellent example.
I’ve been kind of stuck on music-related posts recently. The reason is twofold. It’s a function of this being the time of year when I start looking at summer tour lists and figuring out what trips might fit into our schedules. But it also has to do with several new things I’ve come across in… Read More grassy.
The man who discovered lysergic acid diethylamide-25 died this morning. There’s no question that Albert Hofmann and his discovery — LSD — had at least an indirect impact of thousands — or maybe millions — of lives, as the powerful hallucinogen made its way around the planet in the 1950s and 60s. Hofmann’s impact on… Read More tune in.
If going to church meant more experiences like this, I’d probably be a regular: That’s a clip of Robert Randolph, John Medeski and the North Mississippi All-Stars, during their too-short tour in December as The Word. It’s not unusual for me to find out about the really good stuff until after the fact; in this… Read More hallelujah.
For me, it’s a rite of spring: I look at the just-released list of performers coming to town for the Three Rivers Arts Festival, and start grinning like an idiot. For example: Friday, June 6: moe. Best jam-band going today Saturday, June 7: James McMurtry – roots & rhythm with a political edge – with… Read More i’ll be dahntahn.
It’s possible that I might be just a little excited about a discovery I made last night. It’s also possible that the discovery means I’ll be sitting in front of the computer for a great deal of time this weekend, clicking little download buttons and grinning like an idiot. For almost three years, I’ve been… Read More satisfied.
Uncle Crappy 