Here are J.P. Harris and the Tough Choices with guest Nikki Lane performing a damn fine rendition of the Loretta Lynn and Conway Twitty classic “After the Fire Is Gone.”
It can often be both refreshing and insightful to hear a stripped down version of a songs originally performed by a full band. Here’s a great example — Pete Donnelly of the Figgs offering up a solo take on one of my favorite songs from that band’s extensive catalog. The tempo is a touch slower than the original but the performance still maintains some of the song’s glorious edginess.
Nashville singer-songwriter Rod Picott passed through Boston a few weeks ago. It was a special treat to hear him perform this song, one of my favorites from his 2013 release Hang Your Hopes on a Crooked Nail.
There has been some debate recently about what is and what isn’t Americana. Whether you lean towards a broad definition or one that is tightly constrained, I think we can all agree that folks like Dom Flemons are the real deal. The Carolina Chocolate Drops co-founder, now performing as a solo artist, comes across as simultaneously a student and a teacher of the rich musical heritage of the American south. His songs ring out with unquestionable authenticity as well as a passion for ensuring its endurance and continued recognition.
Prospect Hill, Flemon’s latest release, is filled with *true* Americana. Across fourteen tracks — a mix of originals, covers and traditionals passed down over generations — he builds on the true legacy of American music.
We’re proud to premiere this new performance video of “I Can’t Do It Anymore.” Says Flemons about the song and performance, “This song was written a few years back. I wanted to get a nice early R&B/ rock ‘n’ roll sound. Glad to have Dante Pope on the drums and Brian Farrow on the bass.”
Catch Flemons and some true Americana live on the East Coast and Midwest this fall. Dates here.
Now no matter what you think of rock and roll, I think you have to keep a nice open mind about what the young people go for, otherwise the youngsters won’t feel that you understand them. Now if we’re ready for our rock and roll specialist, we have Buddy Holly and the Crickets.