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May 17, 2007

Truly local radio

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This year, Knoxville grass roots radio station WDVX celebrates its tenth anniversary.

The station, which plays such a diverse variety of music it’s hard to give it a label (although Tony Lawson, the station’s owner, reluctantly refers to it as “Americana�), is also home of The Blue Plate Special—a live, in-studio performance that happens every weekday from (roughly) noon until 1 p.m. (and sometimes on Saturdays). It’s one of Knoxville’s most well-known events.

Given the station’s popularity these days, it’s hard to believe it started as a shed in Clinton.

WDVX was licensed in 1997 and went on the air from a test pattern from a mountaintop. “We first went on the air from the back porch of this fella’s house,� Tony says.

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May 10, 2007

Rising Stars of Sundown: Christabel & the Jons

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Not enough bands wear vintage suits these days.

Fortunately, Knoxville’s-own Christabel and the Jons dress like they raided Cary Grant’s closet. Well, if Grant were a bit more of a hipster, that is.

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May 7, 2007

We Heart Gambling

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Welcome to this one-in-a-million edition of the 520 blog, The Monday After. This is our attempt to blast through our Monday morning hangovers to offer you some quickie reviews of all the things we’re pretty sure we got into this past week, including gigs, concerts, movies, plays, and restaurants. Pop a couple of ibuprofens and enjoy.



Knoxville loves it some Tennessee lottery this week!

While those hippy, education-loving Knoxvillians are overjoyed at the recent news that Tennessee gamblers have now shelled out over $800 million of their hard-earned money to the Lottery for Education Account since the its inception over three years ago, the rest of us are excited over last week's announcement of three (!) new Instant Games for us to spend our retirement money on: Royal Cash, Double Play, and Diamond White 8's. Diamond White 8's! It sounds so fancy!

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April 30, 2007

The State of Rock: WFIV

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I hardly ever listen to the radio in my car.

There’s no real reason to. I have hundreds of CDs and, even though only two of the speakers in my 1995 Ford Escort actually function, I constantly switch out CDs instead of listening to the radio.

But not long ago my friend Lisa had the radio playing at her house one day, and much to my surprise, I actually heard an astonishing mix of music on 105.3.

It only took about four songs for me to realize the station plays songs with the same feel. It seemed like a mix CD that acted as the perfect soundtrack for just hanging out on a Saturday afternoon. Somehow, 105.3 made a lineup of Fleetwood Mac, Sublime, the Shins, and Sheryl Crow sound amazing.

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April 19, 2007

The rising stars of Sundown: The American Plague

On Thursday, April 19th, the American Plague will be unleashed at Sundown in the City.

For those of you who just thought “where can I get vaccinated?� or for a brief moment decided it would be a bad idea to go to Sundown, think again. American Plague is a Knoxville-based rock band opening for George Thorogood.

A couple months ago I wrote an article begging for more rock in Knoxville. I hadn’t heard American Plague at the time.

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And although Southern Rock isn’t my favorite genre, American Plague still has the raw intensity that is severely lacking here in town. Consisting of Jaw on guitar and vocals, Dave Dammit on bass, and Tilmon Navare on drums, Plague brings a good-old-fashioned rock ‘n’ roll back, if with nothing else then the obvious pseudonyms. You can’t really be a rocker if all of your members use their real names.


Plague’s influences shine through in their straightforward rock. You can hear a bit of the Misfits. You can’t really hear it but you can tell Black Sabbath is in there somewhere. It’s not quite a simple as The Stooges, nor as raw, but the intensity is the same. The lyrical content is edgy, including mentions of drug use and suicide. It’s the kind of music that goes well with whiskey, and not too badly with PBR. This form of music lends itself to a spectacular live show.

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April 16, 2007

Books at the Bijou

Not enough bands reference the early 1990s Nickelodeon TV show “Hey Dude.� In fact, I can only list one off the top of my head.

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Of course, indie-pop duo The Books only reference the show once (that I’ve noticed—don’t hold me to that) on the first track of their 2002 album Thought for Food, in the form of a (roughly) four second sound clip. But what an obscure sound clip to include, but you must have to get obscure when your music centers around short, sampled sound clips.

The duo, consisting of Nick Zammuto and Paul de Jong, play guitar and violin respectively, providing an ambient, sometimes-folky background to a plethora of sampled vocal clips.

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April 5, 2007

The State of Rock: WUTK

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For the most part, Knoxville radio is disappointing. But the few exceptions greatly stick out, such as WUTK.


WUTK, if you can’t deduce by the name, is run on the campus of the University of Tennessee by Benny Smith and a staff that is 95% college students. The station plays your typical college radio selections (Modest Mouse, The Shins, Arcade Fire, among others) on regular rotation, which other stations in town lack.

However, 90.3 is known as “local music’s best friend", playing up to 30 songs per day by local acts—something distinctly unique to their station.

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March 5, 2007

Gothic glamazon

If you haven’t heard Leslie Woods and Dark Mountain Orchid, you’re missing out. If Radiohead listened a little more to the Cure, had a female singer and grew up in the mountains of North Carolina, you may have this interesting concoction of a band. However, that’s not an all-encompassing description, as there are similarities to Sixteen Horsepower, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, and early punk rock. The blend of sounds is strikingly unique. I’ve never heard anything like it.

And recently I got to interview Leslie…

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We’re at Nama, a place I had never been before, and it’s wall to wall packed. She’s a casual 15 minutes late for our interview, donning black and blue dyed hair, a leather jacket, a Suicide Girls t-shirt, and jeans. It was her idea to meet here, and she tells me right away that she eats there at least once a week, even sometimes by herself.

When we finally sit down at our table, we promptly begin talking music. She says she’s in a state of total disgust with modern rock. “It’s all so derivative,� she says. I’m not agreeing entirely, but I can’t say she’s not onto something.

“There needs to be another Nirvana,� she says, and my mouth almost drops to the floor. “The first time I heard Nirvana I was driving and I had to stop the car,� she adds. She says that day she told a friend she heard something that “actually had a guitar solo in the middle of the song.�

She’s right. Rock music has taken a strange, pretentious twist straying from its original form. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but there’s a real lack of true rock sound anymore and no one seems to be bringing it back. Despite the fact that Nirvana was incredibly derivative, at least they blended key sources. In this case, I agree with Leslie. We need another Nirvana.

As she clearly must have good taste in music (she likes Nirvana) I keep probing her, trying to figure out the answer to my original question. There’s mention of R.E.M.’s “Murmur�. There’s mention of Son Volt. These all came out during her lifetime (although her age is a mystery, like much else about her).

She says she grew up on the rock of the ‘70s, listing Eric Burdon and the Animals, Canned Heat, Dr. John and Tina Turner, an interesting blend that doesn’t seem to shine through in her music.

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What may be more of an influence is her Knoxville-upbringing. Leslie grew up in the Fort Sanders area (although it didn’t come up in conversation, her Myspace page says she refuses to tell people where she was born) and her father was a geology professor at UT. It doesn’t get more Knoxville than that.

Interestingly, Leslie tells me about the last record store on the Strip (located on Seventeenth, she believes) owned by a man she simply refers to as “Mike.�

She also tells me about her brief stint at the University of Tennessee. She constructed sort of her own Appalachian Studies major, which was short-lived due to the death of a professor who helped her get started. I can’t help but wonder if her Appalachian Studies managed to influence the more traditional, southern part of her sound.

Finally, after all of this casual conversation, my first real question I had planned to ask her comes up and I inquire about her influences, completely unaware at this point that she’s already been listing them. She looks at me funny and pauses for a moment (like they all do) before giving me the most unique answer I’ve ever heard—“I’m influenced by people more than I am bands.�

No musicians can accurately explain what bands they’re influenced by. Most of the time when they’re asked, they just look at you slightly confused, as if they’ve never really thought about it before despite the fact that it’s probably the most classic question to ever ask a rock band.

There may have been a day when the question was easier to answer. Maybe with the shifts in rock music since the early ‘70s, the question has become obsolete. But there has to be some form of answer.

She says her parents taught her to play, and music has been a familial thing for her. She says she wants to pass to her kids what was passed on to her, and the reason she wanted to learn music was to teach her children (of which she has two).

Her self-taught manner is evident in her songs. The most striking part of her music is the odd progressions (without a hint of pretentiousness or signs of being oblivious to music theory) with the intricate, fluctuating vocal lines. The band (consisting of two electric guitars, drums, an upright bass, and the occasional banjo and mandolin) comes up with their parts accordingly. “I trust them,� she says. “They’re the masters of their instruments, not me.�

She says she once asked Terry Hill (now a guitarist in her band) to teach her guitar, which he refused, saying she would be better off if she didn’t know what she was doing. Leslie plays what sounds good to her, not what she has been taught will sound good, which is a refreshing outlook on songwriting. It’s more genuine than throwing together a few chords in a progression that perfectly abides by music theory. There’s more feeling involved.

Leslie’s band is popular here in town, but she tells me that their albums (made into one double-disc set by their label, Glitterhouse Records) is big in Germany and Denmark. I ask why and she tells me it’s because people in Europe try to find the most obscure band. It’s a competition to see who can find what first. Sounds like Europe is full of indie-rock kids.

Despite their popularity, Leslie tells me they have a hard time fitting a bill with another band due to differing crowds. They’ve played with Creech Holler, and have upcoming shows with them. However, she tells me that some of their best crowd responses have been when they opened for theatre troupes or burlesque shows.

And speaking of live shows, last year Leslie had the opportunity of a lifetime when her band was asked to play Bonnaroo. “It was all very last minute,� she says. The band played at 2 p.m. the last day for a “big, somewhat enthused� crowd. She says she was the only goth at Bonnaroo, which would make sense—not many people are wearing all black and leather in Middle Tennessee when it’s 98 with a heat index of 110.

Although they haven’t been playing much recently, she talks of upcoming shows, so keep an eye out—it’s something worth seeing.

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Live at Bonnaroo

(photo credits: Bill Henderson, Carrie Thompson)

February 15, 2007

The Weir


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Intimate performances are far superior to those at gigantic theatres. Places like the Tennessee Theatre are great, especially with their old, vintage look, but Black Box is great for a show like The Weir, which only features five cast members.

The Black Box Theatre, located in the Homberg area of west Knoxville, is a tiny, aptly named venue with dark black walls where I recently had the pleasure of viewing The Weir (by Connor McPherson).

Put on by the Actors Co-op, The Weir was the first play I’ve seen in Knoxville in my two years here and makes me feel that I’ve really been missing out.

The cast enters slowly, one by one at first, followed by a pairs (totaling four men and one woman), setting the scene of a tiny, neighborhood Irish Pub. The set completes the play, featuring dark, worn, wooden bar with two taps behind it. There are bottles of liquor (including a noticeable Jameson Irish Whiskey), photographs, and paintings behind the bar as well, adding to the homegrown feel of the place. If it were a real bar, I’d hang out there.

The rest of the set, consisting of a chimney against the far wall and a circular table in the center, is dispersed among the middle of the room. The audience sits in elevated seating to either side, adding to the intimate feel—the play is literally going on among the crowd.

The characters exchange humorous anecdotes and have light-hearted conversation while drinking profusely (something which is humorous in and of itself) and smoking cigarettes (which are real, so keep that in mind if you are bothered by smoke). For at least the first half-hour it’s not particularly obvious which direction the play is heading.

Slowly, the play takes a small, dark turn when the men entertaining "Valerie" (played by Amy Hubbard) bring up local ghost stories. They’re not particularly frightening at first but it sparks an interest among the characters.

Each goes on to tell their own ghost story coming from an experience in each character’s life. The stories amplify in fright, climaxing in an emotional, terrifying monologue which steals the show completely. As is the tone throughout the entire show, the creepier parts are followed up by lighter, funnier segments.

The ability to keep up an Irish accent for almost two hours is impressive, and the cast pulls it off perfectly.

There is no intermission, but clocking in around 1 hour and forty minutes, an intermission isn’t necessary. The Friday and Saturday shows are early enough in the evening to go out afterward!

It’d be a great place to take a date for a late Valentine’s celebration.

The Weir stars:
Greg Congleton as "Jack"
Darrien Thompson as "Brendan"
Jim Richardson as "Jim"
Tony Cedeno as "Finbar"
Amy Hubbard as "Valerie"

Directed by Sara Schwabe
Produced by the Actors Co-op

Performance dates: Feb 15, 16, 17, 22, 23, 24 at 8pm. For tickets, visit knoxtix.com.

February 1, 2007

Are you rocked hard enough?

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Attention Knoxville musicians: I am not being rocked hard enough.


Don’t misinterpret that. There are plenty of bands in Knoxville that rock. However, nothing rocks.

I’m not knocking the whole scene—the scene is great. I basically tour with Medford’s Black Record Collection. I recently fell in love with Christabel and the Jons. I catch Leslie Woods and Dark Mountain Orchid every time I can. These bands, among others, are amazingly talented and unique in the Knoxville scene and know how to put on a great live show.

But no one really has that raw rock sound of crunching guitar riffs, exploding cymbals, resonating drum fills and ripping bass lines. Nor do they have the crazy stage antics or alcohol-laden personalities.

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November 23, 2006

A music lover's torture

In honor of the Thanksgiving holiday, 520 put a challenge to its writers in the form of a task: choose the song, artist, band or musical venue for which your most thankful.

It seemed so simple, at first. But as it turns out, this basically amounts to cruel and unusual punishment for a bunch of music fanatics. They rose to the challenge, though. Below you'll find the well considered results of their soul-searching.

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Greg Wood:

Although my initial reaction was to say I’m thankful for Nirvana or Radiohead (both of which I am incredibly thankful for), I realize I’m most thankful for Neil Young. After all, he greatly influenced both Nirvana and Radiohead.

Neil’s music is down to earth, so much so that he often doesn’t bother to tune his guitar before recording. Sometimes, he gets so into the song he doesn’t even care if his voice is slightly (or sometimes majorly) off key. Also, there is some Neil for everyone and for every mood—he’s done country, he’s done rock, he’s often seen as one of the creators of grunge, he’s done rockabilly (albeit awfully, but still) and he’s done techno. We love Neil for his diversity in his sound, but the overwhelming passion and sincerity shines through so frequently. There’s never a bad or wrong time to listen to Neil Young.
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Debra Dylan:

WDVX: for their dedication to great music and for the Blue Plate Special, in particular: Greg Garing's Music City Circus, Mad Tea Party, David Onley, All Star Refugees of Sierra Leone, & Asylum Street Spankers. These shows had a huge impact on me.

Jobe Blues Band: Diane Jobe and Robert Higgenbothom were the first local musicians I met during my happy transition from Seperated to Divorced. I admire Diane's energy, passion and talent. When I'm feeling down, Jobe's shows are a necessary tonic. Just "Push on Through."

Phil Pollard & his Band of Humans: I was startled the first time I saw the Humans. I swore I never wanted to see that freak and his xylophone again. Now I can't get enough of them! I'm thankful for their talent, ingenuity, humor and love of literature. You guys are rocking fantastic.

The Bearded: For keeping it real and for being so delightful.

Vanilla Junket: Thanks for the Zappa, the Rolling Stones' "Monkey Man", and most importantly, for the Ziggy Stardust. And thanks for not freaking out when I stand in front of the band and sing along while sometimes engaging in tai chi.

Christabel & the Jons: Thank you for your glorious vintage sound and style. I've had a blast with you at Preservation Pub, Oodles, and especially the Barley's shows.

Natti Love Joys: I'm thankful for your beautiful happy music and your message of peace. Your shows always make me happy.

Cutthroat Shamrock: Thanks for the euphoric vibes and the catharsis!

The LoneTones: Your sweet peaceful music feeds my soul.

Sara Schwabe & her Yankee Jass Band: Thank you for your sense of fun, your excellent song selections, the band's chemistry and talent, for spelling jazz in its original form, and for your friendship.
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Dustin Milotte:

This Year I am thankful for Umphrey’s Mcgee. Last Friday I witnessed my 30th (give or take) performance from the Chicago six-piece. For the past four years their sound has been organic Adderall to my musical psyche. So many fond yet hazy moments to ponder, my favorite has to be either New Year’s in Chicago 2003 or late night at Bonnaroo 2004. Be on the lookout for them at the Bijou this spring.
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Joe Beuerlein:

A tricky 520 request, this thank-themed blog just in time for Turkey Day. Which song/record/band that I am thankful for would I like to publicly praise? I feel like I'm around the dining room table, being forced to drum up a lie like "well, I'm thankful for my older brother and sister because they are really nice and sometimes let me play their video games" in order to satisfy Dad enough to start carving the bird. I don't know what the bird represents in this metaphor, but I'm at a table with a lot of bloggers much more musically-inclined than I am, so I will cheat at this request in order to save my dignity.

I am thankful, therefore, for the "band" of comedic film actors responsible for my favorite comedy of all-time, Waiting for Guffman. This Christoper Guest-led troupe of improv genuises has expertly lampooned community theatre ( Guffman), folk music (A Mighty Wind), and even dog shows (Best of Show), and is back in the movie theatres right now in For Your Consideration, a send-up of Hollywood's obsession with itself. (No kidding, go to Downtown West, it's there.) Each new release by these all-star comedians ~Catherine O'Hara, Eugene Levy, Harry Shearer, Parker Posey, to name a few~ reminds me that I am not alone in my quirky sense of humor, and that it's possible to make a living being absolutely ridiculous. For that, I am thankful.
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Bluegill:

I’m very thankful that the Knoxville music scene is a veritable cornucopia of marvelous musicians, bands and concerts. Trying to pick just one from this bounty of almost every conceivable genre is an intimidating task, but I’ll got with my first mind and lift my glass to R. B. Morris, who could be in Nashville or Austin or Paris (that other one that’s not in Texas or Tennessee), but he chooses to live right here in Knoxville. I’ve got all his CDs and even his first cassette, “Local Man�, and I love them all. Seeing him in concert, whether solo, as a duo with guitarist Hector Qirko, or with his whole band, is always a journey through a gamut of emotions, which culminate as a soul-satisfying, uplifting experience. Thanks, R. B., for all your songs and poems and music and more. And thanks for being who you are, a Knoxville native son to be proud of.
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Sara Schwabe:

This is like the Sophie's Choice of the music world, right? If I am forced to select just one of my favorite musical entities for which to be the most thankful, will the others be dead to me? (ok...so that's a tad dramatic.)

I've given this much thought over the past few days. I've spanned centuries and run the gamut between my favorites like Anton Bruckner and Tom Waits. I finally (and happily) settled on jazz legends Lambert, Hendricks & Ross. My grandfather had me listen to Everybody's Boppin' when I was about 12 years old and I've loved them ever since. Annie Ross' vocal range and sass made me want to sing - still does. Jon Hendricks' nimble solos made me want to scat - still do. I don't know of another jazz group in the history of history that had more fun making music. They're still an inspiration to me and for that I'll always be thankful for Lambert, Hendricks & Ross.
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brent thompson:

Dear World Thankers-

On this day of intoxication with family, minimized communication between friends via text message, and overabundant indulgence I would like to express my thanks for my roots. So many great musicians have penned moving songs that have given me chills in my life that it is hard to pick just one, so I'll pick a collection. Today I am most thankful that my Dad introduced me to Paul and Art. The music they made was introspective, political, whimsical, and beautiful. While there are several releases that I could choose from I am thanking the boys for cranking out the, "Bridge Over Troubled Water" album. This album filled me with moxie when I was five and still does today. Of course the title track I still regard as one of the greatest songs ever written. It is about friendship and it's most poignant purpose; "being there for someone". You've said it...I've said it...and we mean it. My sister and I grew up harmonizing every note in these songs like, "The Boxer", "Cecilia", "Keep the Customer Satisfied", one of my faves is "Frank Lloyd Wright", and "Song For the Asking". If you don't have this in your collection I implore you good music lovers to acquire very soon. You could download it, but at least look for the vinyl. Check out the library and give it a listen. Two voices in the name of peace and love. If you do have it pull it out and listen today. Give thanks for harmony. I do.
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520 is grateful for its dedicated and brilliant staff of writers and contributors. We're thankful for Knoxville's vibrant entertainment scene. We're also thankful for good folks, like yourself, who read our site on a regular basis! Happy Thanksgiving!

The Joanna Newsom experience

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I am surprised that Joanna Newsom came to Knoxville.

I’ve been obsessed with her music for well over a year now and was shocked when I picked up the paper and saw that she would be playing at Blue Cats. Shocked for two reasons: one, why would she come to a small city like Knoxville? And two, because quiet, beautiful harp music is not something that Blue Cats tends to offer most.

Regardless, I wasn’t going to miss it for the world, and it turned out to be even better than I could’ve even imagined.

Joanna Newsom is known for playing intricate harp parts and singing in a high-pitched, pixie-like voice over them. Her songs don’t usually follow a verse-chorus or verse-chorus-bridge progression. Some songs off of her first full-length album, The Milk-Eyed Mender, have one or two lines or “riffs� (if you will) that serve as the “chorus� that are repeated at seemingly random intervals throughout a five-minute piece. It’s something that takes getting used to, but eventually these small portions of the song make the piece worth listening to in its entirety.

Recently, she released a new album, entitled Ys (pronounced “ees,� apparently), which is drastically different from Milk-Eyed Mender. Her voice is more powerful—she can belt harder than before and she can cause higher-pitched squeaks. She has backup instruments, which sound like a full orchestra on the studio recording (but are far from it during live performances). The songs are longer (the shortest being around 7 minutes, and the longest being 16) and there are only five tracks on the album. Maybe Joanna has been listening to a lot of Pink Floyd recently, as the layout of this album resembles golden-era Pink Floyd.

The Floyd-influence theory is mostly a joke, but after seeing her live, it doesn’t seem a joke at all.

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Joanna started the show with two songs from Milk-Eyed Mender (“Bridges and Balloons� first and “The Book of Right-On� second). I’m incredibly familiar with these songs, and was blown away to finally get to see her play the harp and sing along to them in person. She plucks away gracefully, and at times even elaborates upon the harp parts. I’ve never seen anyone jam on a harp before. She almost turns it into a rock instrument.

After a third song (an “old Scottish tune�) a full band consisting of five people came out on stage and went to their instruments which were placed in a circle around Joanna. She told the crowd “now we’re going to play the new album.� Somehow, I really didn’t think she meant they were going to play the entire thing.

I was wrong. It took me through the first song and part of the second to realize that they were going to play the new album in its entirety, from start to finish, a la Pink Floyd.

I’ve always felt that albums should be a cohesive unit and shouldn’t just be a collection of songs. I’ve only seen one band ever play an album in its entirety (Primus playing Sailing the Seas of Cheese) but it’s something more bands should do, and I couldn’t have been happier that Joanna chose to.

Joanna was backed by a guitar, a banjo, a glockenspiel, a drum set (consisting of only a bass drum and two ride symbols), and an accordion. Other instruments, such as a musical saw and some instrument that I didn’t even recognize (which seemed to be like a lower-pitched mandolin) occasionally came into the mix as well.

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November 13, 2006

Don't hurt me

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As any disciple of the grunge era would, I was ecstatic to hear that legendary metal-grungers The Melvins were playing in Knoxville at Blue Cats.

Of course, I originally heard the show was $6 and it turned out to cost $15, but I really needed to see the band.

You could say part of me wanted to see them for the novelty of it. A friend of mine always said that seeing older, classic bands is like going to a history museum. “There’s the Rolling Stones exhibit!� he would say, jokingly acting as if he were pointing to a stage that has the Stones rocking-out on it. These legendary acts we don’t see for their talent or their ability to maintain their youthful attitude. We don’t expect to be blown away. We see it to say we have. Like Ruby Falls.

Early in the evening, The Melvins had already taken the stage, even though there were three acts on the bill. It was hard to tell which band was playing when a lot of the time, because they’re mostly permutations of each other. They’d come out during each other’s sets and pick up random instruments. They follow Queens of the Stone Age in this regard—another metal band known for their collaborations.

Buzz Osbourne (or King Buzzo, as fans call him) took this opportunity to inform the crowd of the show they were going to witness, talk a little bit about his past and the band’s past (“I was quarterback of the football team. It was a small school�) and play the same three chords over and over in between his comedic ramblings. They played a brief jam, and Buzzo told the crowd to expect surprises and collaborations for the rest of the evening.

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October 19, 2006

Medford's Black Record Collection

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Medford’s Black Record Collection, a Knoxville-based duo consisting of Matt Foster and Michael Davis, is unique to the local music scene while simultaneously being known for their traditional-sounding, country/bluegrass/folk music. Often wearing dress pants, button-up shirts and ties, cowboy boots and cowboy hats on stage, the two also add a fascinating element to their performances by playing a large variety of instruments including guitar, dobro, banjo, mandolin, harmonica, and fiddle. Any permutation of these instruments is likely to be seen on any given song.

However, unlike many other bands around here, Medford’s has a concept album. Titled The Flattville Murder Album, the record features fictitious characters interacting in the same fictitious environment in the same style of Neil Young’s environmental-awareness album Greendale.

Talking to the band is always entertaining. I’ve seen them around town for months and talked to them a handful of times, but I finally got the chance to talk to them in-depth album their writing process and their album on a recent Monday night at Barley’s.

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August 11, 2006

Fiona Gets Us Back

Fiona Apple and opener David (pronounced Daveed) Garza made quite an impression last Saturday, August 5 at the dazzling Tennessee Theatre. The beautiful environment within the theatre – tall Technicolor terraces and ceilings and a spacious stage draped in velvet) paired with an intense yet soft set of music made for an unforgettable evening. Garza was like a siren. And Fiona just has this indescribable way about her.

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