I think Phoebe Bridgers was twelve when I first heard of her. I had just discovered Kim Grant, then cranking up Grand Ole Echo shows in L.A., and those shows quickly became legendary to me. She (and a colleague, whose name escapes me at this moment) was booking everything below the radar in L.A. and many of those became inspiration for columns or reviews— Old Californio, I See Hawks in L.A., Pi Jacobs, Little Lonely, and so many more. Occasionally she would mention Phoebe in her newsletters— mere mention of a young girl threatening to become a serious musician.
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Frank Gutch Jr: Too Good To Miss: Phoebe Bridgers, Kora Feder, Audrey Martells, and Jim Page, with Sidebars on David Bullock (Space Opera) and Jane Gowan (The Real Shade); Plus Another Weekly Dose of Notes
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Audrey Martells, Clara-Nova, Danielle Juhre, David Bullock, DBAWIS, Devon Sproule, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Gutch Jr., Indie Artists, Indie Music, Jane Gowan, Jim Page, Kora Feder, music, music videos, No Small Children, Paul Curreri, Phoebe Bridgers, radio, Records, Rita Hosking, Sweet Home Oregon, The Real Shade on October 24, 2017 by segariniFrank Gutch Jr: Emitt Rhodes; Why Bluegrass Needs Gold Heart; Is Getty Images the Spotify and Pandora of Photography; Plus Notes…..
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Colleen Brown, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Doyle Lawson, Eliza Rickman, Emitt Rhodes, Flatt & Scruggs, Frank Gutch Jr., Getty Images, Gold Heart, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Joe Doerr, Kora Feder, LeRoi Brothers, Madisons, music, Music Radio, music videos, O Brother Where Art Thou?, October Project, radio, Records, Rita Hosking, Sara Curtin, Screaming Sirens, segarini, Seldom Scene, The Merry Go Round, Tim O'Brien on December 1, 2015 by segarini
Emitt Rhodes is not a god, but he is as close as anyone I have found, in music at least. To me, he is right up there with Buddy Holly, Elvis, Paul McCartney and the other musicians people seem to want to elevate to godlike status. Decades ago I wrote a short piece comparing Rhodes’ albums to McCartney’s first solo album, largely because they each chose to play all of the instruments, and, well, McCartney did not fare well, but that is just me. Become a superstar and you had better produce like a superstar and while McCartney did become one and hasn’t produced, Rhodes never even had a real chance. His music, though? Quarter notes through the heart. No, he is not a god, but he is among the best of the humans.
Frank Gutch Jr: The Saga of Jim Colegrove, Chapter Six: Plus Notes…..
Posted in Opinion with tags Amy Correia, bill jackson, Bo Grumpus, Brady Earnhart, C-Leb & The Kettle Black, Circus Maximus, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Felix Pappalardi, Frank Gutch Jr., Hello People, Indie Artists, Indie Music, jim colegrove, Jimm McIver, Kangaroo, Kate Burke & Ruth Hazleton, Kora Feder, music, music videos, N.D. Smart II, No Small Children, nocona, Ransom & The Subset, Records, Rita Hosking, segarini, Stevie Wright, The Easybeats, The Madisons, Tom Dyer, Zombie Garden Club on July 7, 2015 by segarini
Having given you five chances to look behind the curtains of a life of a rock ‘n’ roller of more stature than most people these days could possibly know— that of Fort Worth’s Jim Colegrove— I have decided to give you a sixth. Call I a bonus, if you will— a chance to experience second-hand an era of music most of you could not possibly know. A chance to see the machinations of an industry, for that is what it became, in its growth stages. So far it has involved a string of names many would recognize— Felix Pappalardi and Gene Pitney and Lou Adler and so many more. Let us add a few more as the band he is in at this point of his career, Bo Grumpus, prepares to spark a major label career.
Frank Gutch Jr: OMIGOD!!! I Just Looked in a Mirror! I Think I’m Trans-Canadian! Plus Notes…..
Posted in Opinion with tags Bob Segarini, Cameron Carpenter, Canadian Reflections, Caroline Spence, Darrell Vickers, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Doug Thompson, Dudley Do-Right, Due South, Eddie Heywood, Frank Gutch Jr., Gary Pig Gold, Hugo Winterhalter, Indie Artists, Indie Music, J. Bartlet Brebner, Jaimie Vernon, Jennifer Dale, Kora Feder, Louis Chirillo, music, Park Lane, Paul Gross, Poutine, Records, Renfrew of the Mounties, Rheostatics, Rita Hosking, Roxanne Tellier, Sergeant Preston of the Yukon, Slow Cow, Whale Music on February 10, 2015 by segarini
You know! Like Kafka’s cockroach! I think it was always there but I was too close to see it. I should have known it, though. As a child, I loved maple syrup! Of all my dad’s records, my favorites were by Hank Snow and Montana Slim! (I thought Slim was from Montana— can I sue for misinformation?) My favorite train ads besides those of the Great Northern were those of the TransCanada Railway! For the last few years, I have use “eh?” as a punctuation mark. Canada was the home of my dad’s favorite whiskys: Corby’s Park Lane and Crown Royal.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 