A master of America’s instrument with an abiding love for the people and their traditions – – despite everything. This is Clifton Hicks.
Song Machine rejuvenates the band’s core identity; it is the best music Gorillaz has made in a decade.
For Fleet Foxes, Shore is impressively consistent. Each track presents a meticulously detailed soundscapes deepened by Robin Pecknold’s varied meditative perspectives.
Open Mike Eagle may have written this album for himself, but many others will recognize themselves somewhere in his words and in his pain.
A selection of new songs that are about keeping sane in a world that seems increasingly out of everyone’s control — in nearly every sense.
In Only For Dolphins, Bronson serves up his usual brand of excessive escapism, but it is offset by just enough emotional depth to suggest that he is maturing as a person and an artist.
When Willie dove into “On the Road Again” to close the set, singing of “making music with my friends,” one could envision the same hopes for Farm Aid to resume its annual trek to an amphitheater somewhere in America and stoke the communal cause.
The Kentuckian’s message is one of both heritage and empathy — and the necessity of both.
The intimate emotions captured by Hannah are enhanced by Lomelda’s ability to be both revelatory and inscrutable in the same breath.
As anyone who is familiar with “Toots” Hibbert’s near sixty-year career could testify, he was an artist who wrote songs that were guaranteed to transcend the contexts of their particular place and moment.