Winter Jam Texas Music Festival featuring Max Stalling and Tommy Alverson is dedicated to Texas singer songwriters and will take place tomorrow, January 25th at Grover’s Grill and Bar in Frisco, TX.
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Jason Boland - Carney Man
don’t say your influence is townes & then write metaphor deficient medium tempo trite singalongs. leave that to me
Ray Wylie Hubbard
I’ve got nothing to do and I’m not leaving until I’m done.
Steve Earle, Guy Clark and Friends
If you’ve never seen Heartworn Highways, stop what you’re doing right now, buy it, download it or at least watch a buncha clips on youtube because it is one of the greatest things ever put to film.
Guy Clark: The High Price of Inspiration
Guy Clark’s house is tucked away off a main road in Nashville known to most for its Target, a conveyor-belt sushi restaurant and fast food chains. It’s not the prettiest part of town by any means, but once you take the turn, a bit past a gas station, you find a little enclave of mostly brick homes in an area that’s nicer than it ought to be, dictated by stop signs and little curvy roads. Down a short and steep little hill that I’m not sure my ancient hybrid car with cheap tires will have any luck getting back up, lies his home: modest, and obscured by a couple of trees leaking water from a passing rainstorm.
When I get there, Clark is waiting for me in the basement – though to call it that is to call a penthouse an attic. Not that it’s luxurious or decked-out by conventional standards, but it is a place full of enough musical relics to make your head spin: the walls covered in racks stacked with hand-labeled tapes and demos, notebooks, CDs, instruments, lyrics, tools and anything else that Clark has held on to over the years – he describes himself as a packrat of sorts, but it seems more archival than that. This is his workshop, where he used to make guitars (two at a time) before it got too painful for him to stand for hours on end. Joy Brogdon, his friend with Emmylou-Harris-silver hair and wearing a black Johnny Cash sweatshirt, leads me down the beige-carpeted stairs before offering me some coffee and disappearing again.
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Bruce and Kelly