Los Angeles – Music fans at Hollywood’s venerable Hotel Cafe were treated to an impressive display of songwriting and instrumental talent thanks to Dillon Hodges and his firekid project. Raised just across the Tennessee River from Muscle Shoals, firekid displays ample amounts of the region’s musical influence. Performing as a three piece, that included a banjo
Nashville – firekid, the brainchild of bluegrass artist Dillon Hodges, is a novel idea. Combining his love of Americana music with an electro-indie influence, Hodges has created something surprising and unique in this latest venture. And Nashville, his home of nearly three years, has provided the perfect backdrop for the band. I talked with Hodges
Seattle – A second album – particularly following a critically acclaimed debut – can perhaps be one of the hardest aspects of an artist’s career. Many consider it a make-or-break point. As The Lone Bellow’s frontman Zach Williams told Best New Bands back in October, “The sophomore record is clutch.” Fortunately, The Lone Bellow’s upcoming
Nashville – I’m just going to lay it out there: roots/bluegrass/folk music is not my thing. If I had to pick one genre to avoid, this would typically be it. However, when I saw that Whiskey Shivers was playing at the Basement, I decided to give the genre a shot. I have never been so
Nashville – If you think the Macy Gray hit “I Try” should be confined to karaoke bars, you haven’t heard Friendly Savages cover it with their assortment of folky instruments and The Avett Brothers-esque harmonies. Their version doesn’t reveal some sort of hidden brilliance that we’ve all missed up to this point, but it is
Generally, bluegrass-tinged folk music is not something I’d consider dance worthy, but after watching Southeast Engine perform at Los Angeles’ Bootleg Bar on Tuesday night, I may have to reconsider. The Ohio-based quartet revved up its audience as soon as it hit the stage. Led by brothers Adam and Jesse Remnant on vocals/guitar and bass,
When they came out for their encore, the Avett Brothers looked out at the sold out Greek Theater in Berkeley, Calif., smiled and said, “Thanks for bringin’ us back out ya’ll, been a helluva ride.” It was most certainly that. The Brothers Avett ran through a litany of their classics including “When I Drink”, “I
I’ve recently heard a lot of buzz about a new band, but I hear buzz about a lot of bands. One of the reasons I ignored the buzz on this particular band was because of their name, Trampled by Turtles. It’s a name that screams shitty indie band. This couldn’t be further from the truth.
Before Friday night’s show at Los Angeles’ Bootleg Bar, I had never heard of Ha Ha Tonka. I had never heard the name. I had never heard the music. Hell, I didn’t even know the namesake was a state park in southern Missouri. The Springfield, Missouri-based quartet headlined the show, and to be quite honest,
When was the last time you truly became addicted to an artist? For me, it happened unexpectedly at a certain Big Damn concert last month, when a Bend/Redmond, Oregon-based band by the name of Larry and His Flask knocked me off my feet harder than a shot of Jack Daniel’s Old No. 7. But like