the difficult realities the better sex has in a male dominated culture
Posts Tagged: Rosanne Cash
born into the music business
As if you were taking some mysterious dictation, and ‘it’s a high!
If you are true fan of music, someone who actually has the patience to sit and listen to a lyric, to become enveloped the Nuance of old fashioned storytelling mixed with honest singing then you are someone who would’ve really enjoyed Saturday night’s show featuring Roseanne Cash, The Lone Bellow,Jim Lauderdale and Buddy Miller.
This list heavy on alt-country No Depression Americana, but that’s just the way I roll these days. The #1 slot is by the band with the best album of the year so far (and the #3 slot comes from the second best album of the year). I have no idea if Parker Millsap is being sincere or ironic on “Truck Stop Gospel,” but in either case, he’s made me a believer. In Parker Millsap.
Rachael Price, the great granddaughter of Seventh Day Adventist leader George McCready Price, is a superb vocalist and this song has a ‘70s classic pop structure. This is a band that displays retro influences without smelling like a pet rock.
Yet, there is no fun in writing mean things about Rosanne. You kinda remember who she is, who her dad is, and I at least, am keenly aware of her humanity, that my zings hit someone I kinda like. Loved in the 80s before she got too serious for her own good
Everything ends buddy, and this is the end of the Allman Brothers, the last March Madness ever. I saw em three times in the past six years and, if anything, have steadily improved over the years. And while the reports from the Beacon have been decidedly mixed, nobody is complaining. I’ll be there Friday night.
Crazy Little Thing called Love – Queen – I am no Queen fan, indeed, i always found them as disreputably shallow purveyors of glam, a somewhat shallow musical idiom at the best of times; but this straight forward little rocker stands out as the closet they ever got to a standard and it hasn’t aged a day – A+
Starting with a spitted out “That’s why I fucked your bitch, you fat mother fucker”, 2Pac takes the Bad Boy crew and blows em away and never better: this time he wipes the smirk off Biggie’s face with a violent, threatening, deadly earnest “Back the fuck up or you’ll get smacked the fuck up.” Result: the murder of two of the biggest pop stars of all time.
Lavender Blue (Dilly Dilly) – Burl Ives – Not only was Ives an exquisite singer but this English folk song, dating from the 1700s, is completely timeless; it shoots through over 300 years of nursery rhymes and travelling minstrels completely in tact. Perfection – A+
You named one of your albums INTERIORS for god’s sake. You’re a typical misery guts s-s, like Steve Earle you didn’t just burn the bridge, you set fire to the town while you were at it. And the result is years of second rate sob stories and I gotta say here, I have never felt so much trepidation over a show in my enite life. I just know I’m gonna regret it… I just know it is…
Now that was a pretty good week of music: I count two excellent albums, McMorrow and Gammage and one pretty good album Cash, a Springsteen album that sucked but had a coupla good tracks a great Real Estate song and a great Shakira song and a great Chanel song and a great Jennifer Nettles song
A Feather’s Not A Bird – Rosanne Cash – I am not sure the central conceit works because the metaphor is too mixed, but it is such a strong image (“a river runs through me”) on a certain level it doesn’t much matter – A-
The Crystal Method – Looks like time has run out on these EDM guys, but having said that this is so good it makes me feel nostalgic. And not just the Lee Ann Rimes song but rock nyc faves Afrobeta’s song as well. It beeps, it boops, it maintains the beat, it goes its own way – B+
Ride With Me – Schooner – It turned their set around Saturday night but is till better on record where the National tenor type voice shines through and adds depth to a pretty damn good song to start with – A
“We got nothin’ better to do, that watch TV and have a coupla brews”, so said Black Flag decades ago. Not so sure that flies these days. Id rather swallo glass some days rather than watch TV. There’s nothing there.
It has been nearly five years since “The List” and three more on top since her last album of original songs “Black Cadillac” so a new Rosanne Cash album is a reason to celebrate and The River And The Thread is our album of the week.