It seems like the last couple of posts have veered to a more acoustic kick lately. It’s time to get out of that rut (though there certainly isn’t anything wrong with acoustic guitars.) This week, we’re gonna focus on some…
So here’s something that’s going to make all of us feel old: as of this August, I’ll have been a fan of Cowboy Mouth for exactly half as long as I’ve been alive. I think if I were to talk…
I’ve seen too many criminally under-attended concerts in New York and Philadelphia. It’s enough to make me want to move to New Orleans, where people actually appreciate music for music’s sake. But then I wouldn’t get to see Jo Wymer…
First things first. Housekeeping notes: I realized that my Sonia Tetlow post marked the one-month anniversary of this blog! Things have been going great so far and I’d like to thank you all for reading. However, I’m really serious about turning this…
I first heard Jo Wymer’s music around the same time I first listened to The Alabama Shakes, but it’s not for nothing that the two are so close in my mind. Jo Wymer’s voice is every inch as clear, soulful,…