
Nobody Drives My Car 7/27/2004: Sterling Hotel, Allentown, PA
Four young guys playing with reckless abandon, with nothing to lose and everything to gain, playing a set rife with inside jokes that only select few got, or pretended to get.
Four young guys playing with reckless abandon, with nothing to lose and everything to gain, playing a set rife with inside jokes that only select few got, or pretended to get.
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.
In his newest venture, Les Claypool teams up with long time drummer Brain, legendary keyboardist Bernie Worrell, and the enigmatic guitarist Buckethead as Colonel Claypool
On his second album, The Clarence Greenwood Recordings, Cope takes a bite from Eminems’s alter ego playbook, mixing fact and fiction. But rather than a straight hip-hop record, Cope fuses rock, dub, reggae, and blues into an eclectic effort that, although sleepy and moody, proves patient and drawing.
DJ Harry is an artist apart from the ranks of more mortal DJs, and some of the usual rules don
Emotionally and politically charged, Revolution feels like the freshest batch of songs that have come out of Steve Earle and his band, the Dukes, in quite a while. Speaking in more direct terms than he has ever before, right away we get the feel of a record that is so raw and inexorable that Earle could have sworn that the songs were recorded within 24 minutes, not hours, of their birth.
Photos by Robert Massie of Big Wu at The Odeon, Cleveland, OH, September 26, 2004