There isn’t a very deep bench for Malaysian-pop acts crossing over into the US and world market. But even if there were, the top of the roster would still likely be Yuna, the Pharrell-produced phenom whose 2012 debut album tore up Billboard’s charts.
I’ve always been kind of obsessed with the idea of outlaws,” says Will Buck, guitarist for West Water Outlaws, and the man who came up with the band’s name. “Back in the day the outlaws were these guys who were famous for being criminals, and people kind of loved them for it, even though they did bad things. So they could just kind of roam free.”
San Francisco-based Blue Sky Black Death took its name from a skydiving term referencing how beautiful everything looks before you splat into the ground. If you tone down the black death a notch, it’s a good metaphor for the band’s sound as well.
Anyone looking to test his thesis is welcome to attend open weekly meetings of the Boulder Timberliners Tuesdays at 7 p.m., at the Mount Zion Lutheran Church at Balsam and Broadway, where they run vocal exercises, sing polecat songs and generally harmonize.
Making their first appearance at the festival is Robert Randolph and the Family Band, who will headline Saturday night’s lineup. On Sunday, guitarists Paul Barrere and Fred Tackett of the band Little Feat will join “New Orleans Funk” band the New Orleans Suspects to close out the festival.
Contradictions have always made for compelling art. But there’s contradictions and then there’s Rodrigo y Gabriela, a duo from Mexico City that hit it big in Dublin, Ireland, where their instrumental, heavy metal-influenced flamenco guitar caught the ear of folk-pop crooner Damien Rice.
Portland stoner-rockers Black Pussy really don’t care if you think their name is offensive. Like so many things in rock and roll, it comes from The Rolling Stones (before being censored by the record company, “Brown Sugar” was originally called,...
Songs like “Lump,” “Peaches,” and “Boll Weevil,” were short, fast, loud, catchy as all hell, and unlike almost every other Seattle band releasing records in the ’90s, they were giddy fun, preferring lyrics about tiki gods and kitties to heroin.
Around these parts, there’s no better table to set a feast for the soul than Planet Bluegrass Ranch in Lyons. And around this time of year there’s no better feast for the soul than the Rocky Mountain Folks Fest, a veritable cornucopia of great music from some of the world’s most talented singer/ songwriters. As we prepare ourselves for the changing of the seasons, Folks Fest provides us a physical place to wind down, reflect and enjoy the final days of summer.