Andrew Adkins has some new tunes out. If you’re in the mood for some funky, mountainous stuff with a lot of attitude, heart and soul, this dude will quench the thirst.
What’s popping in the world of music lately, kids? It’s the holidays, so music news is slow, but here’s what I’ve got.
Let’s get to it.
RIP to the late, great Roy Clark. I remember watching a whole lot of him on Hee-Haw as a kid. Definitely a loss for country music.
Kacey Musgraves won Album of The Year at the CMA’s, which is fucking amazing. I know Chris Stapleton released a banger, but Kacey deserved every inch of that win. She’s not playing the CMA game and has continually done her own thing with a refusal to be a Nashville commodity. So big ups to Texas’ best.
Since High on Fire isn’t on their tour, they’re writing new music, so that’s a good use of their time. There’s never enough Matt Pike jams in the world, toe or not.
Dude from All That Remains was potentially murdered. Talk about a plot twist.
Metallica donated $100K to help California battle the wildfires. Karma points right there, dudes.
Chances are, if you’re reading this, you’re into music way
deeper than the average bear. You’ve got a closet full of band shirts, and
when someone is looking for new music, you practically wet your shorts. We dig
through crates for vinyl, schedule vacations around shows, and more than once,
we’ve asked for concert tickets as a Christmas gift.
Music nerds bond like glue over our obsession, but it also
drives stakes between camps of people: like those who argue who the best Black
Flag singer was, or should Dio-era Sabbath be called Sabbath or Heaven &
Hell? (Ozzy is Black Sabbath, folks.)
When you go HAAM on music geekology, pop music is a sticky
subject. It took everyone forever to realize it, but Justin Timberlake is one
talented SOB. If you love music, it doesn’t take a genius to admit that dude is
a once in a lifetime performer. I’d go as far and say JT is our generation’s
answer to Frank Sinatra. He’s got the chops, can write (Sinatra never wrote
songs), can play, and most importantly can back up this argument. But, this
ain’t about Just Timberlake. It’s about Lady Gaga.
As a species of dork who loves to argue about the finer
tenants of Patsy Cline’s career, or way Sarah Vaughn is a lesser known
treasure, we need to embrace the fact that Lady Gaga is awesome.
Look, I know you’re about to throw the computer or phone in
the trash over my inflammatory statement. This is one of those times when you
have to set aside the “fuck pop music hat” just for a second. In a world of
trite garbage that’s as morally infectious as whatever’s on the radio, you’ve
gotta give it up to Gaga.
She’s named after a Queen song, did a Bowie tribute,
absolutely destroyed an Oscar performance of The Sound of Music and has
recorded a duets record with Tony Bennett. What’s Britney Spears been up to
lately?
Is Lady Gaga’s pop stuff good? It’s not my cup of tea, but
what is admirable, is the lengths Lady Gaga goes to foster inclusivity, to push
the boundaries of what’s allowed, vs. what’s accepted in popular culture. While
some folks get caught up on a meat dress, there’s something to be said about a
performer who’s donated, and worked in the trenches to help kids find homes
when they’ve been kicked out for their life choices.
Lady Gaga hasn’t played by the rules that her peers do,
she’s like a relic from the 1980’s in her style morphs into things, and assumes
personalities, but always remaining her own. She’s not swinging around in a
chair, trying to hawk things ala The Voice, but instead, she went on tour and
played dive bars to get her chops back up after a lackluster album. Lady Gaga
didn’t get discovered because she was in a halter top and some exec decided
guys wanted to fuck her, and girls wanted to be her – instead, she slugged away
at NYU, and then dropped out to front a Led Zeppelin cover band.
While she made a lot of statements about social causes and
led by the example of what artists should to do lend their platform to others,
it was Till it Happens to You that put Lady Gaga on a different plain than
the rest of her pop peers. The depth of
that song, exercising demons in such a powerful way, left a trail – one asking
if we weren’t paying enough attention to an artist who was visibly taking risks
against commercial success. You just don’t drop a song about date rape and
expect nothing to come from it. That takes guts.
Gaga should be on your list of saints because let’s be
honest – she saved Metallica’s ass on the Grammy’s. When Hetfield’s mic when
MIA – Gaga stepped up, sexy stripper dancing and all. She knew the song. Not,
like a half-assed version, either. She knew the words, the cadence. Her
favorite band is Iron Maiden – it can’t be a far stretch that jumping on stage
with Metallica wouldn’t be a lifetime moment for her, amongst her many success.
That’s what makes this conversation fun – Lady Gaga has
transcended the normal arguments of style vs. substance, ability vs.
showmanship. She’s a legit performer who’s idealistic, and honest about her
flaws. If you haven’t already found a special place for her in your heart,
now’s the time. You ain’t gotta like her songs, but there’s absolutely no
reason not to admit she’s exactly what the world needs out of a pop star:
respectful to the past, writes and plays her own songs, and acts like she’s the
boss.