It usually begins with a wicked smile and a line like, “You know, I slept with Joe Ely at the Holiday Inn in Waco.” From there it’s always the same–no birthmark disclosures, no pillow talk, just the inevitable summation: “He was great!” It’s the “I Had Joe Ely” club, and…
It was the eve of the final day of the 1991 New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival. The Maple Leaf Bar was so crowded one could scarcely breathe or get a beer. Blazing a trail to the bathroom was out of the question. Onstage, the inestimable Earl King was celebrating…
Forty years from now, when the rickety old America West Arena–named after a long-defunct, long-forgotten airline–is razed to accommodate a new parking lot, a trivia question will ask: “What was the first-ever act to play at Colangelo’s Folly?” No, it wasn’t “Your Phoenix Suns” (still seeking an NBA championship in…
Justin Harwood sounds concerned. He’s musing over the apparent success of his new band, the critically acclaimed Luna2. “Everyone seems to be really happy,” Harwood says of himself and bandmates Dean Wareham and Stan Demeski. But Harwood quickly adds, “We’re still a little cynical. It’s like, ‘This is all too…
It was a glorious moment in music-video history: Evan Mecham manhandled by terrorist “pickaninnies,” shoved into a car and finally blown to bits. Inspired by Arizona’s MLK Day dearth, Public Enemy’s hip-hop fantasy about snuffing the governor, “By the Time I Get to Arizona,” made the point that white folks,…
Although I never got the chance to meet Albert Einstein, I understand he was a smart man, with burning eyes and great hair. The same can be said of Pat Metheny–especially the part about his coiffure. While this similarity doesn’t prove that there’s a correlation between the state of one’s…
In country music, the term “legend” once was mighty precious. Legends paid their honky-tonk dues, suffered for their art and strived to earn the everlasting affection of the hundred thousand or so devoted Americans who bought country albums. Merle Haggard’s a legend. Tammy Wynette and Loretta Lynn are legends. Porter…
Bruce Springsteen America West Arena October 2 and 3, 1992 For two hours, it sounded like Bruce Springsteen was finished as an artist. Refusing to play a single old tune, he piled on the weak new material from his bloated, two-album mistake. Flat and uninspired on record, the recent songs…
Gin Blossoms New Miserable Experience A&M The best thing about the Gin Blossoms’ new CD isn’t the potent love songs or the teary beer tunes or even the pop guitars and vocals that come off like an alternative stepchild of the Hollies. No, the best thing about New Miserable Experience…
Shot from a rooftop, one of the first official band photos of the Gin Blossoms shows the Tempe band scattered around a backyard, cigarettes and drinks in hand, displaying that grim, “we bad” visage all serious white guitar bands feel obliged to affect. Only two of the people in the…
The Chills The Roxy September 19, 1992 Martin Phillipps of the Chills is one of the best pop singer-songwriters breathing at the moment. Phillipps composes wonderfully melodic tunes resplendent in their thoughtful lyrics and catchy chords and choruses. A Chills song is at once inventive and familiar. A Chills concert…
Until a year ago, Roger Seibel hadn’t even heard of Sun Ra. Now he’s wondering if the jazz world’s leading extraterrestrial is going to make him famous. As the owner of SAE Mastering, a Phoenix company specializing in making master CDs and doing tape restoration, Seibel is the man responsible…
While a big-band arranger and pianist in the Forties, Herman “Sonny” Blount developed a fascination for Egyptian mythology and science-fiction-laced mysticism. The influences became obsessions, leading him to change his name and begin insisting he had been born on Saturn. Taking the name Sun Ra, after the Egyptian sun god…
Austin, Texas–Until recently the legacy of Stevie Ray Vaughan had been that of a modern-day blues master. He was an honest-to-God guitar hero whose fiery brilliance on the Fender Stratocaster mesmerized a generation unfamiliar with such legends as T-Bone Walker, Elmore James and Muddy Waters. The Oak Cliff, Texas, native’s…
A First Listen Stevie Vaughan and Double Trouble Recorded April 1, 1980, at Steamboat nightclub, Austin, Texas. In 1979 a young Stevie Vaughan (the “Ray” would come three years later) was still synthesizing his influences, paring them down into his own voice. On one bootleg from this period, The First…
When hillbilly ultratraditionalist Marty Brown signed on with king-of-country-labels MCA, the record company’s PR Pooh-Bahs were charged with finding a novel way to get his High and Dry music to the people. Much too country for modern country radio, Brown’s high-mountain wails, yodels and Fifties-style honky-tonk were getting virtually no…
Remember the scene in Spike Lee’s film Do the Right Thing in which everybody’s looking straight into the camera, screaming racial slurs at the ethnic group of their choice? Throw that bit into the middle of Boyz N the Hood and you get a pretty good idea of what the…
When Beth McKee first heard that her band, Evangeline, had been chosen to open Jimmy Buffett’s summer amphitheatre tour, she was elated. She became even more excited when she remembered the enthusiasm of the Buffett-loving “Parrotheads” nesting across the country. McKee is the band’s Buffett expert, having played with Greg…
Every year at Austin’s South by Southwest music conference, the who’s-hot buzz quotient gets a little more frenzied. Usually it goes something like this: “Have you heard about the urban-death-pop band from Shreveport whose lead vocalist plays spoons on his genitalia while singing The Way You Look Tonight’? “No, well,…
This is the second Sun Tracks feature for 8/19 Toss a rock into any local CD store and you’ll likely hit some sort of “tribute” disc featuring various artists paying homage to their musical mentors. For the past few years, established oldsters ranging from Elton John to Syd Barrett have…
While all those unshaven, unwashed weenies from the Northwest are busy bowing down to Greg Sage in TK’s new boxed set, Eight Songs for Greg Sage and the Wipers, the old master himself is here in the Valley making plans. Sage has purchased a parcel of land near 32nd Street…
The first thing you hear are the rhythms: bass drums, snare drums, high-hat cymbals, rattles, even stamping feet. Then the guitars begin–intricate melodies, picked instead of strummed, repeated until they become a groove. In the background, a bass guitar rumbles just behind the beat. Finally, a singer begins to sing,…
