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Jason & The Scorchers - Midnight Roads & Stages Seen

Consider the options for a Nashville music fan circa 1981. Country was in its post-Urban Cowboy decline (Alabama's "Love In The First Degree" and Kenny Rogers' "I Don't Need You" were two of the year's biggest hits). Journey, Styx

Joe Ely - Twistin' In The Wind

Since re-signing with his old label MCA in 1990, Joe Ely has released a string of solid albums, and Twistin' In The Wind, his new disc, is no exception. Dig yourself down into the words and the music -- especially the wonderful instrumental work twisting and turning through every

Bob Dylan - The Metro (Chicago, IL)

Despite a near-death experience, 1997 was a good year for Bob Dylan: a commercially successful, critically acclaimed album of new material, a Kennedy Center Honor, a papal gig. But perhaps the most revealing turn was his decision to become, for a few nights in a few cities, frontman for one

Vic Chesnutt / Lambchop / Paul Burch / Cyod - Lucy's Record Shop (Nashville, TN)

With a mischievous half-smile, Lambchop's Kurt Wagner cut right to the point: "Why the long faces?" Why indeed. The capacity crowd on this Friday night was there to mourn the passing of Lucy's Record Shop, the all-ages venue that for six years made Nashville

Peter Case - Street Legal

"When I start writing," allows Peter Case, "it's not like I have something that I really want to say. It's more like there are a million things to say. And I'm just trying to find my way into the world of

Various Artists - Where Have All the Flowers Gone: The Songs of Pete Seeger

Pete Seeger flunked out of college because of his banjo obsession, and along with Earl Scruggs, he became one of the instrument's most influential pickers. Unlike Scruggs, however, he wasn't devoted to virtuosity; music always had, for Seeger, a political utility. But he was a craftsman,

Wanktones - Live At The Fontana Bowlarama

Only once, among my honestly countless number of jobs, did I quit loudly and vitriolically. I had been indirectly ordered (i.e., walk in one morning and find a shiny red binder and a cowardly note) to begin a daily count and weekly total of my work output (what I