For years I have been telling you that music isn’t just music. Some of you understand, mostly musicians who spend a lot of energy and time helping out those in need. Others shrug it off because they know either that there is no good music anymore so what good would it do, or that musicians are either children avoiding growing up or are millionaires waiting for the train. Don’t tell that to the people at Sweet Relief or Musicares or any of the other charity organizations out there. There is a lot of hard work being laid down by scores of musicians and music people, aware that good fortune can turn sour at the drop of a hat.
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Frank Gutch Jr: Generation Found; It Was a Long Walk Home (Thoughts Spurred By Separation From Viet Nam-Era Army); plus N-n-n-n-notes…
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Bridget Kearney, Brinsley Schwarz, Buck Curran, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Gutch Jr., Generation Found, Indie Artists, Indie Music, James Gang, John Mayall, Keb’ Mo’, King Wilkie, Longhair Music Faucet, Malcolm Holcombe, Matt Butler, Mt. Wolf, music, music videos, Peter Green, Pi Jacobs, R. Stevie Moore, Records, Sarah White, Sheldon Gomberg, Steel Wheels, Susan Werner, Sweet Home Oregon, Sweet Relief, Taj Mahal, Ted Pitney, Teddy & The Roosevelts on March 28, 2017 by segariniFrank Gutch Jr: Julian Taylor Has a Band, EIEIO; Wreckless Eric & The Case of the Not-So-Brave-New-World; From The Sally Rose Band To Shagwuf (with an umlaut); A Look Back at Audrey Martell(s); and Plain Old Notes
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags 3Hattrio, Audrey Martells, DBAWIS, Desert Star, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Eric Apoe, Frank Gutch Jr., Iam Hunter, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Julian Taylor Band, Mikko Joensuu, Mt. Wolf, music, music videos, radio, Records, Sally Rose Band, segarini, Shagwuf, Silas Lowe, Sweet Home Oregon, The Pick Brothers, Wreckless Eric on October 11, 2016 by segariniIf I headed a bill, I wouldn’t want The Julian Taylor Band opening. I mean, remember when Hendrix opened for The Monkees? No, I don’t suppose you do. Most of you, anyway. Let us just say it didn’t last. While Julian Taylor is no Hendrix (apples and oranges, really), he is a monster in the wings awaiting his chance and his new album, Desert Star, might just be it. It’s a double album, I hear, and one with four distinct sides. I have it. I want to listen to it. I will get to it. But first I have to get past this performance of Taylor and crew at Lee’s Palace in Toronto. Posted only a couple of days ago, it has been looping on my computer since. I hear funk and I hear soul and I hear so much more.