Hello all...
Since we're on a somewhat of a video kick, I thought I'd share a little performance a co-worker/friend/bandmate and I did at the Milford United Methodist Church. Mike and I did this as a little warm up for the annual Pamoja talent show that Stevo so graciously invited us to. Which was grreat fun, by the way (it was this past weekend). We did this song, a few instrumentals of our own, and "Remember the Mountain Bed" from the Mermaid Avenue (Billy Bragg/Wilco/Woody Guthrie) sessions.
I was also excited to see several other unique and enjoyable performances there, including a rendition of "Hey Jude" done in the voice of a chipmunk, three beautiful classical guitar pieces, a little jig on the violin, a short piece on the guitar which sonically represented a "fly hitting a barn", and three carefully crafted songs by a folky/fingerpicker songwriter named Dean (wow). It was so refreshing to be in that kind of atmosphere again. Don't get me wrong, I love the guys in the factory, but yea.
Anywho...I found out about this traditional (spiritual) song through the Uncle Tupelo album "March 16-20, 1992". I love that album. The song is interesting to me, through the lens of how I've listened to Tweedy grapple with religious stuff, and how he's evolved as a songwriter. It's also interesting historically, and the attitude it conveys. Tweedy has said that he hears a lot of fear in it. So, this is the stuff I think about a lot and get obsessed with.









I've been walking by the new one from The Detroit Cobras for a while. I decided to pick it up this time, and boy, it is great. Especially if you're a Detroit area native, you can feel it. It bleeds Motown. It has that strong female vocal ala Martha and the Vandellas, with a hard rock edge. Aquarius Records says it nicely... "exuding barrels of '60s girl group charm and sass coverin' old Stax and Motown gems in their own tight yet loose rock'n'roll fashion". I eat that stuff up.
Ah! And here's another great group "straight outta" Michigan. They're all originally from Ann Arbor. They're a foot stomping, accordion playing, beer drinking troupe that sings about a kind of mystical history of Michigan. The soul of the great lakes, if you will. They sing about taking their cars "across the bridge" (Mackinac). Sentimental, poppy, but in a good way. Some of their influences are ELO, David Bowie, the Beach Boys and even Iron Maiden (ahaha...I guess that ties into singing about mythical history). I saw these guys downtown Detroit at a nice, gritty venue called "The Lager House". The letters B, A, and R are spelled out in the neon on the front. There was a rockin' accordion solo! What else can I say? Oh, and a violin, too.