In a world filled with choices, it is my contention that listening to the heavy metal screeching bombast of Cradle Of Filth makes the soothing sounds of James Taylor all the more profound. Likewise, Taylor’s beauty, “Before This World,” makes me yearn for the alt-rock of 311. And vice-versa. It’s all good, as they say.
Playing the songs that have lived on for generations — songs that he wrote with Eric Clapton — Bobby Whitlock and his talented wife CoCo Carmel will travel 5,000 miles to 11 cities on their “Just Us” tour that will feature a different hotshot guitarist in each city.
Allen Klein wasn’t a musician, producer, arranger or composer, yet he altered the course of rock’n’roll by sticking up for his clients against the corporations. He got filthy rich doing so yet the more he made, the more he wanted. This is the story of a megalomaniac who fought battles for Sam Cooke, the Stones, Beatles, Who, Kinks, Animals and Donovan, but lost the ultimate battle for himself.
They come from all over the Northeast and beyond every summer to Bethlehem Pennsylvania for the largest free music festival in the country, now in its 32nd year.
From Jennifer Greer’s heartbreak to Scott Albert Johnson’s wanderlust and the very special Kail Baxley, singer/songwriting has never sprouted up in-between the weeds so prevalently. Add the rockin’ joyousness of Royal Southern Brotherhood and you get a winning four-of-a-kind hand.
Richie Furay started out wanting to be a rock star, then found Christ and became a pastor. Now, with a brand new album, “Hand in Hand,” he finds comfort in being a solo artist when he’s not ministering.
Lead guitarist Steve Picou put down his ax for nine years in the 1990s. He had had enough of an industry where Shelby Lynne isn’t a superstar and Taylor Swift is.
Chicago’s Alligator Records has billed itself as “Genuine House Rockin’ Music Since 1971.” And founder Bruce Iglauer says “the best is yet to come.”
On “Texas Easy Street Blues,” the itinerant hobo Thomas wants to head back to his native Texas and just sit and watch the world go by.
With her new album, “Worthy,” out on U.K.’s Cherry Red Records, Lavette is showing American labels just what they are missing.