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I'd like to think we're missing something, my co-editor and I, when it comes to Jim Lauderdale. Understand that the two of us quite often don't see eye to eye in our musical tastes, a divergence that hopefully helps bring a broader and more

Kris McKay, a veteran of the Austin music scene as a vocalist with the Wild Seeds and on her own, is back after a six-year absence with Things That Show. Her singing chops are unquestioned -- McKay's textured vocals, less twangy than other Austinites such as Kelly Willis

God help Neil Young for making a record that could justify what Dave Marsh has written about his music. Broken Arrow lacks any real center of gravity. As a result, it meanders, indulges in whimsy, and is largely dull. "I'm a little bit here, I'm

I feel compelled to preface the following observations by saying I'm a reasonably unabashed fan of this band. I've actually seen these guys more than I have any artist (close to a dozen times), dating back to when the band was playing under the moniker Mr.

Will Giant Sand ever be a smidgen more definable? Will they ever sound slightly more commercial? Will they ever behave in an ambitious manner that behooves their potential greatness? It doesn't seem likely. Flying in the face of corporate assembly-line logic, Giant Sand records music, somehow manages to

Given that Bob Dylan's catalog has pretty much been interpreted to death by all manner of song stylists by now, an album of all-Dylan covers would seem a rather risky proposition, but Tim O'Brien proves more than up to the task with Red on Blonde. This