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Following up on the promise of their debut Cloud 9 Ranch, Memphis band the Pawtuckets show on Rest Of Our Days that they've tightened considerably between records. Guitars weave like Jimmy Miller-era Stones while maintaining a string-pulling country edge. Piano and electric piano are used judiciously,

Geoff Muldaur's genius sprawls messily across styles and genres, all of them grist for a creative mill now well into its fourth decade. Harry Smith's Anthology Of American Folk Music is a convenient starting point for understanding Muldaur's music, but it's only

On his band's debut disc, Bobby Bare Jr. does his best to ensure that he won't be confused with his country legend father. From beginning to end, Boo-Tay is a noisy, raucous, crude, and utterly delightful rock album, packed full of more self-loathing and

Rising up grumpily from a sticky bed made of a swirling B-3, stinging guitar and insistent, on-the-one tub-thumping, the too-long-AWOL Polk Salad Tony thickly slurs the album's sultry opening command: "Crack the window, baby, it's hot in this bedroom/

You aren't ever going to catch me complaining when Koch reissues old George Jones albums, but, in a couple of ways, it does seem an odd decision to package these two particular early-'70s LPs, Jones' second and third with Epic producer Billy Sherrill, on a

The official punk rock party line is that punk is the most democratic of all types of music because you don't even know how to play your instrument to be in a band. But for me, as a youngster in the late 1960s, it was jug-band music