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Diana Darby - Naked Time

Naked Time, the debut from Texas-bred songstress Diana Darby, is the payment that comes due for buying the lie. Having cut her writing teeth on napkin poems, sitcom scripting and Nashville co-writes, Darby offers up nine original documentary-style narratives scantily dressed in breathy wonder and floaty sonic wash. There is

Dan Penn - Blue Nite Lounge

On Blue Nite Lounge, his first studio album since 1994's Do Right Man, Dan Penn serves up a musical smorgasbord that showcases his strengths as a singer and songwriter. "Funky Folks" and "Down Around Birmingham" are Southern slices of R&B and soul,

Martin Zellar & The Hardways - Live: Two Guitars, Bass & Drums

The bulk of the songs on the three albums Martin Zellar has released after the demise of his beloved garagey-tonk outfit the Gear Daddies suggests that his characters' two main hobbies remain despairing and regretting. But although the mood is the same, Zellar takes more risks these days and,

Emma Gibbs Band - Grandmothers of invention

When Emma Gibbs allowed her grandson and his buddies to practice at her house, she probably had no idea they would decide to thank her by naming their band after her. The material they worked on there eventually became Seven Even, their second self-released album, produced by John Keane (Billy

John Hiatt - Clear as Muddy

Even if you've never seen him do the GQ as the suit-and-tied host of PBS' "Sessions At West 54th", you may find it difficult to picture John Hiatt a-sittin' and a-rockin' on his back porch playing his perfectly good acoustic guitar. Yes, he

Pops Farrar - An old folk singer lays it down

Those seeking a further understanding of Jay Farrar's pungent, elliptical poetry will find no clear answers in the work of his father, James Paul "Pops" Farrar. Rather, they will discover a different kind of artist altogether, a wise and weathered vagabond dreamer, a sweet and salty

Porter Wagoner - The Thin Man

"Mama said I used to go out in the yard when I was around nine or ten years old. My dad had cut down this big oak tree and left a stump there, and Mama said I'd get up on that stump and pretend I was onstage,