The Pollies — Not Here
I’m about to spill 200 – 300 words on Not Here, but there’s only one word that matters: majestic. Few reviews of Not Here will fail to mention the Pollies’ Alabama roots, so I suppose I should do my journalistic…
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Porter — This Red Mountain
Today, my students broke my heart. Not only did they accuse me of looking like a tourist, but they asked me who Paul McCartney was. And Ella Fitzgerald. Of the three, I’m not sure which cuts the most. Anyway. It’s…
Porter and the Pollies — Porter and the Pollies
In case you missed it, the Daily Beast named me one of the best music blogs on the Internet! (Or if you came here from the site, welcome!) Howard Wolfson had some nice things to say about the blog. He…
Browan Lollar — For The Givers And The Takers
It doesn’t get much better than this. In five short songs, Browan Lollar spans the full range of rock’n’roll and nails it each time. The EP deserves more praise than I have time to write about it. However, it’s…
The Pollies — Where The Lies Begin
I’m still trying to get my ahead around what people mean when they talk about “that Muscle Shoals sound.” The Pollies’ debut, Where the Lies Begin, adds another layer to this ongoing project. Although it’s their first album, The Pollies…