I'm not sure our music tastes overlap enough for any recommendations. Your tastes seem to veer around all over the place, with a predilection for old progressive rock (is that a thing?), while mine mostly center on Americana and southern rock. However, one of my favorites is Jason Isbell, and he was promoting a woman named Amythyst Kiah, so I bought her CD (I still buy CDs), and I loved it. I'm not sure how to describe her music--country-infused bluesy R&B? Anyway, there's that.
I'll give two or three songs a listen for anybody, John, except for most metal. Not everything is suitable for writing, of course. I'm not a big fan of southern rock generally but I an a very big fan of the Allman brothers with both brothers; I never really thought of it as southern rock, but that's what people call it.
I used to go to Bill Monroe's Bean Blossom bluegrass festival, when I lived near there. Hippies, hillbillies and dogs.
I only ever had one bluegrass-ish album: Vassar Clements, John Hartford, Dave Holland and somebody else. I'm not sure Dave Holland ever played the festival, he was mostly a jazz guy, but I did see Vassar Clements and John Hartford there. The festivals were great experiences, very different from listening to records. I would not have guessed beforehand how many bluegrass fans smoked weed.
Love Belly. Also Throwing Muses, from whence Belly sprang.
Soul Coughing is more evidence that heroin ruins creativity. I don't think the members did have very successful careers afterwards. The keyboardist went on to record a movie soundtrack that I was excited to hear about, and disappointed to actually hear. Both the bass and drummer stopped playing, I think, one after a short-lived stint in UV Ray--one of the legion bands who really went nowhere (can't remember which, too lazy to look). Doughty continues to perform, and not nearly so successfully, and continues to take umbrage at people who hopefully query about a Soul Coughing reunion. One of the death-knell issues was sharing songwriting credits. He definitely should've shared. Doughty created some amazing lyrics, delivered them well, and eventually learned to play guitar.
They were a magical combination that were onto something amazing together. Not so much on their own. I think that happens a lot, but usually invisibly.
There is a jazz festival, a blues festival and a bluegrass festival in Durango. We'll definitely make one of them next year. But which one?
I'm not sure our music tastes overlap enough for any recommendations. Your tastes seem to veer around all over the place, with a predilection for old progressive rock (is that a thing?), while mine mostly center on Americana and southern rock. However, one of my favorites is Jason Isbell, and he was promoting a woman named Amythyst Kiah, so I bought her CD (I still buy CDs), and I loved it. I'm not sure how to describe her music--country-infused bluesy R&B? Anyway, there's that.
I'll give two or three songs a listen for anybody, John, except for most metal. Not everything is suitable for writing, of course. I'm not a big fan of southern rock generally but I an a very big fan of the Allman brothers with both brothers; I never really thought of it as southern rock, but that's what people call it.
I used to go to Bill Monroe's Bean Blossom bluegrass festival, when I lived near there. Hippies, hillbillies and dogs.
I can't tell you how envious I am that you actually saw Bill Monroe.
I only ever had one bluegrass-ish album: Vassar Clements, John Hartford, Dave Holland and somebody else. I'm not sure Dave Holland ever played the festival, he was mostly a jazz guy, but I did see Vassar Clements and John Hartford there. The festivals were great experiences, very different from listening to records. I would not have guessed beforehand how many bluegrass fans smoked weed.
Love Belly. Also Throwing Muses, from whence Belly sprang.
Soul Coughing is more evidence that heroin ruins creativity. I don't think the members did have very successful careers afterwards. The keyboardist went on to record a movie soundtrack that I was excited to hear about, and disappointed to actually hear. Both the bass and drummer stopped playing, I think, one after a short-lived stint in UV Ray--one of the legion bands who really went nowhere (can't remember which, too lazy to look). Doughty continues to perform, and not nearly so successfully, and continues to take umbrage at people who hopefully query about a Soul Coughing reunion. One of the death-knell issues was sharing songwriting credits. He definitely should've shared. Doughty created some amazing lyrics, delivered them well, and eventually learned to play guitar.
They were a magical combination that were onto something amazing together. Not so much on their own. I think that happens a lot, but usually invisibly.
There is a jazz festival, a blues festival and a bluegrass festival in Durango. We'll definitely make one of them next year. But which one?
Really lost in your music.
Really lost in your music.