When 81-year-old Ramblin' Jack Elliott took the stage, alone, to a small Listening Room Series crowd at the Old Rock House, the room fell so deeply silent we might have heard the creaking of the old folkie's bones.
Filled with Adam Turla's sonorous vocal rumbles and haunting cello strains by Sarah Balliet, Indiana's Murder by Death forgoes Hoosier State earnestness for something dark and deep.
Wanda Jackson isn't going to be with us forever.
After a summer of playing amphitheaters and festivals, My Morning Jacket and openers Band of Horses took their act inside for St. Louis, bringing an onslaught of guitars to the delicate acoustics of Peabody Opera House.
It's been almost four years since Old Crow Medicine Show played to a well under-capacity audience at the Pageant. At its October, 2008 show the merchandise vendors were so excited by the show and the fans that they freely gave extra band stickers to patrons by the fistful.
Woody Guthrie had his own views on copyright law, which he often expressed on his lyric pages with a clear and humorous addendum.
After years of serving as a workhorse opening act, Nashville's the Features finally made a headlining appearance in St. Louis to a small but enthusiastic crowd at the Firebird in a concise steamroller of a set.
For night two, Twangfest moved to the Duck Room -- a rightful home, since the basement that was once Cicero's birthed so many punk-influenced country bands whose legacies were loud and clear last night.
With her enormous vocal prowess and personality, how has Kelly Hogan spent the past decade in the background?