Posts by David Eduardo

Noticeably absent from the Austin-based singer-songwriter

Having just released the stellar Rendezvous to considerable acclaim and selling out East Atlanta

In today

This was the quintessential

Before their weekend stand at the Georgia Theatre in Athens, Glide’s David Eduardo took a seat on the tour bus with The North Mississippi Allstars- a Grammy nominated, 3-time Bonnaroo fixture that crafts what Rolling Stone calls,

It can be argued, and I

Deja Voodoo is a 64 box of crayons filled with only shades of blue, and Warren Haynes delivers them in a fashion no one on the scene matches. You can never go wrong with the blues.

No one in The Antibalas Afrobeat Orchestra served as keynote speaker at the recent RNC in the group

FM Radio may agree and these boys will make millions screaming the line

Let

Thank you Macha for being simultaneously ahead of your time and caught in a bit of a New-Wave nostalgia thing.

Featuring Widespread Panic’s Todd Nance on vocals and drums joined by vocalist and damn good Dobro player William Tonks, bassist and Athens scene stalwart Crumpy Edwards, guitarist and rural music mainstay Jon Mills, and pedal steel bad ass John Neff (Drive-By Trucker fans will recognize the sounds, if not his mug) the headlines will surely read, “Barbara Cue Rocks the Garden!”

Woody Creek is a country road collision between the reliable green tractor pulling slide guitar, fiddle, and banjo and the rural rocking musings of a Frey/Henley collaboration.

Thankfully, without Moby and too many buttons, LP kicks out all the rock and roll that No Doubt wishes they did. Then again, LP would likely agree that it wouldn

Almost 20 years after forming, and with half a dozen records under their belts, Five Eight turns out a self-titled effort that is neither ground breaking nor a complete disappointment.

Ignoring history, former Cop Shoot Cop bassist Tod A impresses once again as the spark and hydrogen of New York

Every inch and breath of my being feels compelled to pen the greatest review ever to leave these fingertips, because, without question this is the finest record in my collection.

Though it may appear these are milk and honey times for the Truckers, evidently they walked on egg shells, or broken glass as it may be, for a time at least, a couple years back. Killers and Stars was recorded in 2001 and in essence it chronicles these rotten and ambiguous times, at least from the perspective of one Patterson Hood, the principle song writer in the most important band in America.

Drunk & Furious make George Carlin uneasy, Howard Stern appear very hirable in today