Sometimes we slap labels on musicians to help identify their sound. Occasionally we come across a unique blend of styles that can only be labeled as "damn good." Patrick Sweany is one of those artists.
Converging on the Firebird from the outer fringes of hip hop, Buck 65 and Busdriver, along with Robb Steele and Jason and the Beast, gave us proof that underground hip hop is still like the Wild West, full of pioneers and prospectors mining gold.
Although he lost his battle with colorectal cancer, Robin Gibb leaves us with six decades of music and memories during his solo career and with his brothers Maurice and Barry as the Bee Gees.
Many artists embrace the raw side of rock 'n' roll, but few can translate it into an unstoppable force hell-bent on creating a party that will not end until the last bit of sweat is wrung from your brow. Quintron is one of those translators.
Ten years after trading in his gloves for a guitar, former Mid-South division middleweight champion, Tupelo, Miss. native Paul Thorn was offered a record contract and began his career as a touring musician. Specializing in raw and honest Southern rock and blues, Thorn has a penchant for translating his personal experiences into easily relatable tales that come from the heart.
There are a million tired clichés that can be used to describe singer-songwriters. Tuesday evening at the Old Rock House Dar Williams put on a performance that was neither tired nor clichéd.
Music is one of those rare things that is understood by everyone, regardless of location or language spoken. Guitar Wolf gave evidence in favor of that statement, and a PSA for hearing protection, Thursday night at the Firebird.
Surfing smooth and sultry vocals on a wave of thick and greasy blues-based grooves, Sister Sparrow and the Dirty Birds put the fun back into funk.
There is an old joke that jazz is five musicians playing five different songs at the same time. Jacob Fred Jazz Odyssey managed to both prove and disprove that statement during their set at 2720 Cherokee on Saturday.