Rabbit, rabbit, friends! Spring is indisputably here, and that’s why I’ve been scarce lately. Sorry I’m not sorry. Here are some tunes I’ve been sitting on for a while, and you won’t be sorry to hear them! Lance Howell hails…
Ready, set, go. It’s time to put on those dancing shoes. Though, to be honest, it seems like you’d be better off running barefoot through the grass while you’re listening to The Blind Owl Band’s Rabble Rousing. Either way,…
I hit the jackpot with opening bands this month, it seems. I saw Jose (presumably the sad half of Sad and French) open for Micah Schnabel a month ago. They then opened for Two Cow Garage this past weekend. I…
Recently a friend of mine and I debated the value of opening bands. As he put it, openers are there because they either haven’t gotten famous yet, or they’re not famous for a very, very good reason. The way I…
You’ve heard this music before. But as you focus on the lyrics, you realize you actually don’t know the song at all. That’s the impression I get from listening to Fire Mountain, anyway. This Alabama-based band has taken the best…