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Showing posts with label Dale Watson. Show all posts

Apr 20, 2018

Just My .02 on Coachella


On Coachella Culture and the "Death of Rock n' Roll"

by Robert Dean

I keep seeing these op/ed’s that all reek of the same lingo: “Rock and Roll is Dead! Bury it next to the family dog and tell all of your friends to burn their acoustic guitars, because beats are the future.” 

Repeat this tired headline, and you’ve got what’s been commented on, shared countless times across social media. Well, almost as much as people endlessly blabbering over BeyoncĂ©’s dance-off with her sister. 

Here’s the deal about Coachella: no one who likes rock and roll in any of its various forms gives a shit about Coachella. Coachella is a festival dedicated to false idealism, ultra-PC bullshit that’s so extreme no one believes it. Look, I’m Liberal as Fuck, but what pops off at the fashion fest for people who don’t actually like music is not what the rest of the world would consider as normal – avocado toast and all.

Back in the day, the desert festival was a unique mixture of all styles of music. Now that that pop culture isn’t aligned with anything holding a guitar, all things exciting are some nerds singing over music that sounds like it was created in a Gap bathroom. Hey, that’s fine and well, but know what scene you’re trying to sell to. Someone in a flower crown typically doesn’t have their finger on the pulse of what Turnstile is up to. 

Rock and Roll needs to move back into the recesses of popular culture and rethink what it’s been doing for the last twenty years. Since Grunge, we’ve had some pretty terrible trends that spawned stuff like Creed, System of A Down, Incubus, and 21 Pilots. Nothing has guts, and all of it is wack. Given the political and social climate of the country, you’d think there has to be a few bands brewing that are capable of capturing the masses once again. It’s possible, but we have to let certain sub-sects of the genre weed themselves out. 

Besides, who wants rock music to be super popular anyhow? Do you remember when wearing a leather jacket meant you didn’t give a shit and would fight a nun over the last beer? Or when having a face tattoo meant 'stay far away?' Now your barista has a face tattoo. Rock and Roll needs to get dangerous, get mean again. Don’t worry if David Byrne or the Flaming Lips aren’t drawing what they used to. All that means is the herd is thinning, and the die-hards will get better spots at the bar. 

Riot Fest is thriving because it celebrates the diversity of the music, not relying on cheap trends. There are festivals all over the country that are as good, too. Don’t worry that Rock and Roll is ringing the death bell; it’s just going back underground where it belongs. As long as guys like JD McPherson, Dale Watson, The Shack Shakers, and Jack White are still kicking, I think we’re ok.

Dec 7, 2017

Pulp Fiction Country Reaction Gifs

Foul language and violence below.
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If you talk loudly during a concert.


Looking for a country song on country radio like...


Still more country than Sam Hunt


When some Dale Watson comes on


Your wallet after a bunch of good concerts are announced


Conversing with a Kane Brown fan like...


"If you don't stop making fun of me liking Luke Bryan, 
I'm leaving you!"


On Gary Levox's Christmas list

Nov 17, 2017

Song Premiere: Craig Gerdes "Redneck Sonsabitches"

Photo by Al Steinz
Here's a brand new song from honky-tonker Craig Gerdes. It's a rowdy, plain-spoken tale about struggling against the country machine on Music Row. A very outlaw point of view that fits in perfectly with other anti-Nashville anthems like Shooter Jennings' "Outlaw You" and Dale Watson's "Nashville Rash."  RIYL: Dale Watson, Dallas Moore, Billy Joe Shaver.

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Gerdes' forthcoming record, Smokin', Drinkin' & Gamblin' (out February 16) features pedal steel and production work from Jim Vest (Johnny Paycheck, Willie Nelson, David Allan Coe), as well as steel from Robby Turner (Waylon Jennings, Chris Stapleton). Gerdes has also recently collaborated with Jeff Tweel (Merle Haggard, Kenny Rogers), and has shared bills with country legend Billy Joe Shaver.

Smokin' Drinkin' & Gamblin' is full of outlaw-country rug cutters and ballads about strong heads and weak hearts. Fueled by nostalgia, Gerdes' songwriting talent turns old habits into dependable crutches, nursing the phantom pain of distant love. The nine-track album is full old-school four-to-the-floor honky tonk that calls to mind country legends like George Strait, Waylon Jennings, and Willie Nelson.

New single “Red Neck Sonsabitches” is a chicken pickin’, honky-tonkin’ country song detailing Gerdes’ experience as a working musician in Nashville before deciding to buck the system and go his own way, back into the rural landscape of central Illinois. Bright, twangy production and a brash, anti-Nashville attitude give this song a timeless outlaw country feel that recalls the genre legends of the 1970s.

More information about Craig below the song player!




CRAIG GERDES - SMOKIN' DRINKIN' & GAMBLIN'

Craig Gerdes is a singer whose voice is steadied by the legion of angels he believes watch over him. He tells stories at a Southern pace, with a soft voice and slow drawl. His new album Smokin', Drinkin', and Gamblin' is full of outlaw country rug cutters, and ballads about strong heads and weak hearts. Fueled by nostalgia, his songwriting talent turns old habits into dependable crutches, and nurses the phantom pain of missing lovers. 

Though he hails from rural Illinois, his sound is four-to-the-floor, old-school honky tonk, reminiscent of greats like Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson, and Merle Haggard. As great songwriters often do, he spent time as a writer in Nashville, where he had some success, and learned that his songs were too country for the cosmopolitan elite. 

"Redneck Sonsabitches" eloquently details the story of his Nashville experience, one that put him in front of great outlaw songwriter Billie Joe Shaver. Shaver laughed with him about the difficult road honest songwriters sometimes face on Music Row, and asked him if he'd ever been to Texas. Another man of faith, Shaver ensured Gerdes they'd meet again, and three years later Gerdes opened a show for him outside La Grange. The song he penned about it is a swaggerin' chicken-pickin' electric two stepper. The band careens through a tempo change where he namechecks Shaver, who told him "Son, I know just how you feel," before he remembers what record companies remarked about his work—"You long haired redneck sonsabitches are not wanted here in Nashville, Tennessee."

Gerdes began playing country music at the age of 10 in the band of his father, who, as a child, would crowd around the radio with his family waiting for the wind to blow in just the right direction so they could pick up the faint signal from the Grand Ole Opry. The songs his father loved—by country icons like George Jones, Merle Haggard and Johnny Cash—provided the foundation for Craig's work. By age 12, he was already a capable songwriter and musician. And by 16, he'd wandered from the narrow path. "In the same summer," he recalls, "I totaled my car, broke my best friend's neck, dropped out of high school, got arrested and got married."

A few years later, after a chance meeting with a Nashville band, Gerdes wound up living on Music Row. For a time, he literally slept on the floor of a studio where greats like George Jones and Jerry Reed had recorded, a place that's now a one bedroom apartment. "I was hoping to soak up some of that mojo," he jokes about harder times. While Gerdes was able to gain traction with a publishing company and even do some co-writing, his traditional songs just didn't fit in. After years of the seven-hour commute back and forth from his family in unincorporated Pattonsburg, Illinois. (pop. 348), every weekend, he decided to go his own way, leaving Nashville behind and returning full-time to rural life. During this point in his life, while Gerdes was on a hiatus from songwriting to concentrate on raising his kids, his 16-year-old cousin was killed in a car wreck. He was compelled to write again by an angel he believes is her. 

Many of Gerdes' songs embody the life of the traveler. While listening to the radio on a trip, he heard the story of a man found cut up in a box and was inspired to write the murder ballad "Dead In A Box In Kentucky." There's a Spanish guitar solo during the bridge that dances into a climactic finish that concludes with a Hitchcockian fratricidal twist. Gerdes' voice is at its strongest on "Almost To Alabama," where he's joined by dobro, imagining the end of the road, and distant lovers. The title track, "Smokin' Drinkin' Gamblin'" is another song only a road-weary rambler could write. It's the apex of country music, where the rhythm section leads in a thudding backbeat, and steel guitar has room to wander all over the beat, while Gerdes moans about "ramblin' my young life away."

Gerdes sings a mean cheatin' song as well. His ribald song "Learned From The Best" and his cover of Johnny Paycheck’s  "Slide Off Of Your Satin Sheets" bookend the album, the latter a fitting choice—on the surface, Paycheck’s lyrics are about an illicit affair, but under the covers it's about class distinction; the sleek countrypolitan image the music industry creates, and the actual people they use to make the music they desire. 

While Gerdes' songs about smokin', drinkin' and gamblin' aren't necessarily gospel fare he is for certain "spreading the gospel of country music." His experiences and his angels guard him from writing songs "with no heart or soul." Rarely has classic barroom country been so crossover capable. Give it a listen and you, too, will believe.

Feb 22, 2017

Little Known Facts: Outlaw Country Cruise Edition

Little Known Facts: Outlaw Country Cruise Edition
AKA 'Rubbing It In Trailer's Face That He's Not Going'

By Jeremy Harris


While at sea, Donald Trump will sign an executive order preventing 
Steve Earle from reentering America. Steve won't mind.

Shooter Jennings will be late for at least one show because 
Jessi Colter will forget to sign him out of daycare.

The Band Perry are a late addition to the cruise. 
Luckily for them they all got the same shift in the kitchen.

There is a waiting list of seagulls that want to play 
in Chicken Shit Bingo with Dale Watson.

Crew members will have to move the Mojo Nixon swear jar 
to the center of the ship to prevent capsizing.

Nobody will wonder where Luke Bryan is. They also won't give a shit.

Brian Kendrick will not be on RAW on February 27th.

The cruise will last several additional days after 
Elizabeth Cook overtakes the captain.

When asked if he's bringing any produce aboard, 
Eddie Spaghetti will hope they mean vegetables.

Brantley Gilbert tried to get on the cruise but you have to 
have a bank account to purchase tickets.

Pirates around the world have warned each other not to mess with this cruise. 
Reason: Billy Joe Shaver

Jan 5, 2017

WWE Country Reaction Gifs 19

If your feet touch the floor, you're a Luke Bryan fan

 When the guy on your shoulders says Dale Watson sucks

Fighting over who's going to be the bassist
in your Americana band like...

When Cole Swindell keeps trying to bring bro-country back

Did you hear that a Kane Brown fan graduated middle school?

When a Brantley Gilbert fan tries to form a complete sentence

Telling somebody who thinks Sam Hunt is country 
to take a seat

 Oh you're tired of Chris Stapleton winning all the awards?

Mar 8, 2016

Don't Miss Moonrunners Music Fest 4!

By Robert Dean

In case you live under a rock, Moonrunners Festival 4 is happening again this summer. Being a former Moonrunner, it thrills me to my core to see the festival alive and well. Jahsh and Elle have managed to find a niche within Chicago and crank it way up. And to boot, the festival keeps getting better.

Like many of the Chicago festivals, Moonrunners fills a hole that many people hadn’t realized was missing: for three days at Reggie’s on the city’s south side, you’ll get an array of talents that are awe-inspiring and bewildering, just the same – all of which are very much Non – Chicago.
Who knew so many folks in the crown jewel of the Midwest liked good country music? Sure, buck-toothed fuck face Luke Bryan call sell out arenas anywhere in the country, but show me a packed room of ugly bastards swaying to Jeff Shepard, and I’ll ask what time you I need to eat something before we get smashed.

In the past, Moonrunners has had an interesting lineup shuffle. From country to bluegrass, street punk, rockabilly, blues – the lineup has had a lot of looks. This year, though, it feels like the show has a theme, a sense of identity. Bands don’t seem misplaced, nor ad hoc. Moonrunners 4 comes off as masterfully put together and offering a little something for everyone.

Consider in one weekend, July 1-3, you get to see Supersuckers, Dale Watson, Slim Cessna’s Auto Club, highlonesome, Pearls Mahone, etc., etc., etc. There’s a lot to like about this year’s lineup, and only good things can come from such a well-rounded list.

One thing that works decidedly in the favor of the artists, the wonton feel of the old school SXSW – there’s a lot of talent to be discovered and enjoyed. Not everyone may know That Ol’ Coondog, but chances are they’ll leave a fan. That’s one of the endearing aspects of Moonrunners; it’s a hangout with epic drinking sessions that isn’t to be missed.


If you’ve got an itch to make plans for the summer, I suggest skipping up to Chicago and getting your foot stomp on to some good music that soothes the soul. Tell em’ we sent ya.

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Full lineup:
Split Lip Rayfield, Supersuckers, Scott H. Biram, Dale Watson and his Lone Stars, Slim Cessna’s Auto Club, Wayne ‘The Train’ Hancock, Joseph Huber, Black Eyed Vermillion, Urban Pioneers, Old Salt Union, Rachel Brooke, Those Poor Bastards, Izzy and the Catostophics, Hellbound Glory, Gallows Bound, Filthy Still, Joseph Huber, Call Me Bronco, Ford Theater Reunion, The Peculiar Pretzelmen, Escape from the Zoo, Carrie Nation and the Speakeasy, WT Newton, Kiel Grove, JB Beverley, Pearls Mahone, Last False Hope, Rickett Pass, Joshua Morningstar, The Tosspints, Highlonesome, CW Ayon, That Ol’ Coondog, Th’ Piss Poor Players, Mason ‘Damn’ Tinsley, Brittany Avery, Still Alive, Death and Memphis, Last Daze, The Kountry Kittens, Hunter Grigg, Stump Tail Dolly, Gary Moore II, Tony French, Curio, Blackgrass Gospel, Black Actress, Murphy’s Lawyer, Clem McGillicutty and the Burnouts, Traveling Broke and Out of Gas, Tail Light Rebillion, Rock Bottom String Band, Spike McGuire, Lonewolf OMB, Noah Tyson, The Exilirs, Melomaniac, The Ridgelands, Matthew ‘Mule’ McKinley, Stufy Summers

Jan 26, 2016

I'm Sorry, This Exists: January '16

These are all real products, stories, whatever, etc.


This shirt is great because it lets you know who to avoid.

This hard hitting country news...

And this even harder hitting country news...

Dale Watson panties. Almost NSFW.

Swipe left.

Farmersonly.com profile pic?

No thank you.

This Keith Urban inspired t-shirt with a glaring error.

Because f*** the environment!

A Brantley Gilbert bottle opener. Brantley doesn't drink.

Brantley Gilbert shot glass. Just a reminder: Brantley doesn't drink.

Florida-Georgia Line canvas shoes.

Florida-Georgia Line inspired cornhole boards.

Luke Bryan flannel. Good Lord, that's hideous.

Official Kane Brown squad member pin. No one else is allowed to wear it, dammit!

Pure class. You're getting lucky tonight, guy with indiscriminate taste!

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