Window Broker, aka Ronnie Olson, has agreed to play back40 on Sunday, March 7th. Ronnie hails from British Columbia. He plays guitar, mouth harp and he sings. Check out some of Ronnie’s music at http://www.myspace.com/burlapdjack. I especially the songs Ain’t Looked Back (makes me think of Ramblin’ Jack & Jack Johnson) and Happy as Fuck. [..]
TO A FRIEND:
Are you crazy? Willy Mason is in town and you’re going to miss it? Please don’t make me sad. I guarantee if you go to this show you’ll thank me. You’ll get on your knees and pray. You get on iTunes and download Willy album Where The Human Eat, and album that got me through a horrible breakup and hopefully will get you through the rest of the Winter. [..]
Check out what Sean from Luthermergence: “What would Jesus deconstruct?” had to say about the Dewi Sant show: [..]
With critical praise for last year’s debut album Bird-Brains, Tune-Yards is starting 2010 off right with a new single and video. The single – to be released as a digital download and limited edition 7″ on February 8, 2010 – features track “Real Live Flesh” with brand new unreleased track “Youth.” [..]
I was visiting my uncle Paul in Concord, MA. At the time I was in school at Mercyhurst College and Ramblin’ Jack Elliott was hero of mine. Paul was a child of the 60s. Now he’s an established rustic furniture expert and teacher. [..]
Americanaroots.com posted on Jan 11 about how good NYC Americana is. I agree. The best bluegrass show (and I’ve been to a ton of them) I’ve ever seen was in NYC. [..]
MYSPACE CONNECTIONS – I pick a band and go to their myspace page. Then I pick one of their friends on myspace and go to their page. I continue the process over until l’ve picked 10 bands.
***I found the first pick, Phantogram on 3hive.com, a music blog I much enjoy. From there I clicked on Phantogram’s myspace page *** [..]
Whitehaus Family is the collective. Peace, Loving is a band formed from members of the collective, which live, and play, and act, and perform in a large home in Jamaican Plains, Boston, MA. [..]
On January 22, at 8:15pm, Gregory Alan Isakov stopped by FlapJack’s house. By 8:16pm, every single person that was lucky enough to attend (and fit) into the house couldn’t believe what was in front of their eyes. [..]
