Alt-country is typically traced to Uncle Tupelo, but the early '90s Jayhawks made better records. Where Uncle Tupelo found scrappy affinities between traditional Americana and punk, the Jayhawks brought '70s country-rock to the alt-rock '90s.
While the most tried-and-true way to say "I'm a serious American roots artist" is to book Emmylou Harris to sing backup, a close second is to get T-Bone Burnett to be your producer.
While Say Goodbye is no
straightforward salute to Memphis, soul is as good a word as any for this quiet, strange but above all groovy little record.
It's fine to eschew traditional bluegrass for intricate pop, but playing the latter with strict string-band instrumentation just sounds kind of gimmicky.
The Ohio spudboys return with their first album in 20 years, and the sharp songcraft and sharper social commentary haven't dulled a bit.
“Hata si si vijana wa ghetto tako.” We slum youths are also a force to reckon with.
They are hoisting young Tirus shoulder highon the streets of Korogocho. Tirus IranguMaina has dreams of studying law, whynot shake off the dust of these streets, throughstudies even take a shot at politics. Today the newshe tested highest among students in primary schoolsall over Kenya. He is beaming, sharing his viewthat politicians take his people for a ride, gyppedthe slum dwellers of Nairobi, so he’s out to improvethe livelihoods of his people. Today, on the liftof this celebration, he’s cadging well-wishers for sparechange, the shillings needed to continue studies. Ifthis chosen one can shoulder it, his investors may requirea reckoning one day, exact their ration of his power.
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