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The Parson Red Heads announce new EP and June tour dates with Said the Whale and Desert Noises

Premiere their new video for the track “Times” here 
 

”.. full-bodied multi-part harmonies over shimmering folk-rock guitar riffs, animating hooky, contemplative songs.”  - (9/10) Uncut Magazine 
 
The Parson Red Heads have announced they’ll be releasing a digital/ limited edition CD EP in June to coincide with their West Coast tour with Said the Whale and Desert Noises (scroll down for dates).  The EP, titled “6,” will be available digitally on iTunes on June 4, 2013, and a limited pressing of 300 CDs will be available for sale on tour. The Red Heads are premiering a video from the EP, “Times” which can be viewed here. The video was shot in the studio during the band’s recent recording sessions with Scott McCaughey (R.E.M., Minus 5, Baseball Project) and features the group’s trademark harmonies and ’70s folk rock sound (Fleetwood Mac, Big Star). The Portland-via-L.A. quartet is currently finishing up a new studio album for a late fall 2013 release; stay tuned for details.

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“This song was the first song we recorded in our sessions at Type Foundry with Scott McCaughey,” says Evan Way of the Red Heads. “We had such a great time making this song come to life in the studio, adding elements, taking elements away, just trying to create a really specific and memorable atmosphere to the song. It was one that sort of wrote itself, coming together all in one night, and is maybe one of my favorite songs we’ve ever recorded. “

Way
calls a “bite-sized glimpse at our musical progression over the past year or so.” The six cuts include four songs from the recording sessions with Scott McCaughey at Type Foundry Studios (“Kelly Blair Bauman”, “Christine”, “Times”, and “Crying Days Are Over”), one song from a recording session with Danny O’Hanlon at Bungalow 9 Studios (“The Moon is In Your Eyes”), and one song from a self-produced recording session done all on 4-track cassette in their garage rehearsal space (“Wedding in the Round”). There’s also a minute-long ambient piece (“Red Quilt”) recorded for the Red Heads by their friends in the band Norman.

 ”It’s a good view of our eclectic taste and approach to songs of different styles, a view of our palette ranging from instrumental jams, to Everly Brothers and Beatles pop, to mellow and atmospheric experimentations. And everything in between,” says Way.   

The Parson Red Heads will join kindred spirits the Beachwood Sparks for a hometown show on Saturday, May 25 at the Doug Fir then kick off their June tour in Seattle on Sunday, June 2 at the Tractor Tavern. The band’s married couple, redheads Brett and Evan Marie Way, will be bringing along the band’s most recent addition, newborn son George Harrison Stanley Way. 
   

TOUR DATES:
 
SA 5/26    Portland, OR - Doug Fir  w/ Beachwood Sparks
SU 6/02    Seattle WA - Tractor Tavern (w/ Desert Noises)
DESERT NOISES / PARSON RED HEADS / SAID THE WHALE on tour:
TU 6/04    Portland OR - Doug Fir (6 EP record release party)
TH 6/06    Eugene OR - Sam Bonds
FR 6/07    Davis CA - Sophia’s Thai Kitchen
SA 6/08    Merced, CA - The Partisan
SU 6/09    San Francisco CA - Brick and Mortar
TU 6/11    Costa Mesa, CA - Detroit Bar
WE 6/12   San Diego CA - Casbah
TH 6/13    Los Angeles CA - Bootleg Bar
FR 6/14    Las Vegas, NV - Beauty Bar
SA 6/15    Scottsdale, AZ - Pub Rock Live
SU 6/16    Ventura, CA - Zoey’s
MO 6/17   Felton, CA  - Don Quixote Music Hall
TU 6/18    Chico, CA - Cafe Coda


THE MOTHER HIPS TO RELEASE NEW STUDIO ALBUM

SF “California Soul” legends celebrate their 20th Anniversary 
New studio album, Behind Beyond, out July 9, 2013 

Listen to a new track, “Freed From a Prison,” here 
Outside Lands Festival and California dates announced 

“California isn’t just a state, it’s a psychic idea … the end of the frontier. It’s not just a place; it’s a style and a state of mind.”  - Tim Bluhm / The Mother Hips 



May 14, 2013:  With the release of their eighth studio album, Behind Beyond, via their own imprint label on July 9, 2013;  Northern California’s the Mother Hips will celebrate their 20th anniversary as a band. This album follows their 2009 studio release, Pacific Dust, and a four-disc retrospective compilation, Days of Sun and Grass, both of which garnered critical praise from outlets including The New Yorker,  Mojo, Relix, Rolling Stone, Pitchfork and cemented the band’s reputation as creators of “California Soul.” Co-founded by principal songwriter/lead vocalist Tim Bluhm and guitarist/vocalist Greg Loiacono, the Mother Hips has spawned its own community and even its own rock festival, Hipnic.  Held at Big Sur, Hipnic is now in its fifth year and has featured like-minded California bands including Cass McCombs, Jackie Greene, Al Jardine, Neal Casal, Dawes and others.

It’s been a long, winding journey since their 1993 debut on Rick Rubin’s American Recordings, Back to the Grotto, through to the present day, which finds them in full charge of their own careers. Through it all, the Mother Hips are self-sustaining and, 20 years in, continue to operate as a cottage industry. The band also has its own beer and its own wine.

Behind Beyond, recorded over the past year at Mission Bells Studio in San Francisco with co-producer Dave Simon-Baker, finds Bluhm wading cautiously into midlife, exploring thoughts of mortality as if it were a hazy dream. Loiacono, the man behind the many instrumental passages that weave through the album, says that this album “stretches out a lot more than any of our other records.”  There’s a sense of ease with these songs, from the laid-back feel of “Isle Not of Man” to the psychedelic guitar interplay of “Jefferson Army.”

Bluhm is the tall, rugged, frontman that pulls the listener in while Loiacono is the compact, explosive guitar ace that drives the music. But it’s their partnership — the unique, almost brotherly way they sing and play together — that defines the band.

When asked what makes this album special, the two bandleaders come at it from a different angle. Loiacono references the second track, “Freed From A Prison,” a song he wrote but that Bluhm sings, citing the ability to let go of the song that made it work. “That song is about the concept of being freed from a prison you didn’t even know you were in,” he says. “It’s this idea of finally opening up to an experience that was there for you the whole time. To me, a lot of this album is like that.”

Bluhm says that making the music meaningful — going beyond just having a solid, well-played tune — is the most important thing for him. “It’s about making creative choices that are unconventional but that are still appealing that hopefully can reach the listener in a way they didn’t expect and affect parts of their heart and mind they didn’t expect to be affected by rock music, he says. I’m trying to make music that has a spiritual aspect where it’s more than just a good song and more than just a rocking band or a commodity, an emotional experience that you might not even know is happening because it’s surrounded by a loud rock band.”

It all started in 1990 at California State University in Chico when Bluhm and Loaicano found themselves living in the same house, teaching each other guitar chords and experimenting with harmony. They didn’t realize it but they were laying the foundation for a sound, a style and a partnership that would last their entire lives.  The Hips were signed to Rick Rubin’s American Recordings while still in college and released their debut in 1993, followed by 1995’s Part Timer Goes Full and 1996’s Shootout. The band found themselves swept up into the life of major label touring, along with the heavy partying and relentless grind that has destroyed countless bands. Little promotion from the label found the Hips self-releasing 1998’s Later Days and regrouping as a band.

Since then, they’ve gone on to release independent studio albums (Green Hills of Earth, Kiss The Crystal Flake, and Pacific Dust) and have cultivated one of the most rabid and loyal fan bases in rock today. Focusing on quality rather than quantity, the Hips returned from a four-year hiatus (2001 - 2005) to find that they were more popular than ever. The core line-up of the band has remained stable since 2004, Bluhm, Loiaconco and drummer John Hofer. In 2011, Paul Hoaglin left the band and Frank Zappa and Fear bassist Scott Thunes joined the Hips. These days, the Mother Hips have changed their approach to touring, playing 80 shows a year rather than hundreds, concentrating on well-defined tour markets rather than staying out for long hauls. 

Today the Hips are free; they make their own schedule, recording and touring when it feels right. They’re a successful independent business as well, having built up a loyal following and community for their sound and gaining the respect of their peers and critics along the way.  Bluhm coined the term “California Soul” back in 1998 with the song “Gold Plated” when he sang: “There’s some boys I know/ who play that rock & roll / they’ve slept on a lot of floors / to get that California Soul.”  Flash forward nearly two decades. The term has stuck and they’re proud of the monicker.

“California isn’t just a state,” explains Bluhm. “It’s a psychic idea … the end of the frontier. It’s not just a place; it’s a style and a state of mind.”

The same thing can be said about the Mother Hips.

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Tour Dates:
Jun 28    San Francisco, CA - The Independent   
Jun 29    San Francisco, CA  - The Independent   
Aug 11    San Francisco, CA  - Outside Lands Festival, Golden Gate Park  
*US tour dates to be announced soon

The Portland Cello Project live reviewed by Time Magazine

See, Hear: Rediscovering the Pleasures of Live Music

Check out this live review of a recent show by renowned performers/ arrangers The Portland Cello Project. The versatile, virtuoso cello collective is known for its original compositions as well as its inspired arrangements of contemporary composers and gifted renditions of classical works.  Their latest show, “Beck, Brubeck and Bach,” performed with members of the Portland School of Rock, was reviewed by Time Magazine’s reviewer, who wrote:  ”what won me over was the experience of hearing the music being performed live — and partaking in a communal experience.”

ROLLING STONE Artist to Watch: Jonny Fritz

Jimbo Mathus featured on MPB TV “Mississippi Roads” Thursday, April 25

Mississippi Roads Visits Jimbo Mathus

Corinth native, Jimbo Mathus, is a musician that is nearly impossible to label. He rose to fame in the nineties with the band “The Squirrel Nut Zippers,” a group credited with helping foster the swing revival of that decade. 

Mississippi Roads finds out how the down-to-earth musician is letting his southern roots shine.  

Watch Mississippi Roads on Thursday, April 25 at 7 p.m. on MPB TV.  Each week, Grayson and the Roads crew take you on a journey to explore the quirky eateries, unique spots, intriguing people and natural beauty that make Mississippi so unique. Click here for more info: http://mpbonline.org/mississippiroads/. 

Funding for Mississippi Roads is provided in part by the Mississippi Arts Commission. 

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Jimbo Mathus album “White Buffalo” reviewed by the OXFORD AMERICAN Magazine

Southern literary bible the Oxford American declares Jimbo Mathus’ album White Buffalo to be “blindingly good.”  

Out now on Fat Possum Records.

Jimbo Mathus

It may come off as a bit of a stretch, but at this point Jimbo Mathus is somewhat of an institution in the South. Having slogged away in the rock & roll trenches for thirty-plus years, he has at times experienced—as so few musicians dothe ersatz glitter and sublime dizziness of massive mainstream success coupled with wide-ranging critical acclaim. On other unfortunate occasions, he has been burdened with the soul-sucking misfortune and psychic grime that is the worst part of a life lived as a professional musicianlawsuits, acrimony, divorce, tawdry scandals, ruined friendships, and financial hardship. Throughout his career, though, and through a myriad of bands and projects and genres, Mathus has always delivered nothing less than great musicinstinctual and pure and shorn of artifice, but also informed by a scholar’s sense of place and cultural tradition. It’s an ecstatic marriage, the way Mathus plays itfrom peak to peak, the relationship becoming deeper and more foundational with each new release. Fat Possum Records, the nearly legendary Mississippi record label previously responsible for drilling the cryptic blues sounds of the north Mississippi hill country directly into the skull of American pop consciousness, released his latest LP/CD,White Buffalo, in February. And it’s blindingly good.


 

I have recently started to think of Jimbo Mathus as a new kind of archetype for the Southern rock & roll artist, his music a refurbished paradigm of Southern rock. If the previous prevailing archetype has been, say, Lynyrd Skynyrd or the Marshall Tucker Band, then it’s safe to say that such embodiment of the Southern rock & roll ideal has long since been sapped of whatever vitality it had. Don’t get me wrong: I love Lynyrd Skynyrd’s records, rarely turn the dial when they come on the radio, and every so often I can still get my rocks off on the wily guitar heroics of Marshall Tucker’s Toy Caldwell. Once, I nearly got into a fight with some colossally uncouth dude who had the temerity to denigrate the Charlie Daniels Band’s Honey In The Rock LP. I really don’t have a problem with the old warhorse of Southern rock and its attendant devices—blazing guitar solos, imperturbably tough rhythm sections, louche reliance on shitkicking hippie-hillbilly lyrical themes, and so on.

My point with this digression is this, thoughthat the pervasive old notion of Southern rock very quickly mutated from something pure and naif-ish in its simple beauty into something that was sadly neither very Southern nor very much rock & roll. It was as if Steve Sholes, Owen Bradley, and Chet Atkins—the architects of the “Nashville Sound” and the prime movers in the effort to deracinate country music of its hillbilly wildness in the 1950s—had somehow materialized wraithlike in the world of 1970s rock music and set out on a new mission to smooth out the music’s rough edges and make it palatable and clean.

Sloughed off with such process was the genre’s original embrace of 1960s Southern soul music—the tough blues and R&B coming out of Memphis and Muscle Shoals especially—and the long-form trippiness and acid-fried sonics of late-’60s psychedelia. Finally, there was no place in the music for even the unhinged wildness and the weird, mystic cultural synthesis between blues and country music that sparked the rock & roll engine in the first place. As a commercial and musical behemoth, Southern rock was remade as kitsch, its effortless passion replaced with plastic. It’s no small wonder, then, that the most mainstream and successful of modern country music hit-makers, the most adroit operators of Nashville’s cultural machinery, have determinedly strip-mined the old Southern rock paradigm for new material for the last twenty years.

Southern rock became a genre-joke, rendering mute its early promise of moving the whole of rock music forward through reconnection with the primal intensity and utter realness of Southern soul music. For a new, young generation of Southern musicians in the early 1980s, that cultural deafness resulted in a profound process of reconnection with the original imperatives of the music—and a relocation of their collective muse within the crazy-quilt culture that was always in their own backyard.


 

Jimbo Mathus was born in Clarksdale, Mississippi, but he grew up mostly in Corinth, a stately and colorful town rich with the ghosts of Civil War history in the northeast corner of the state’s high hill country. He also spent much formative time in the Mississippi Delta (in Clarksdale, the ground zero of American blues music, the place where the ur-texts of that culture were composed) amongst his matrilineal kin, part of a historic wave of Italian immigrants who had settled in the Delta as levee workers and merchants during the late nineteenth century. His was a musical family, musicians and singers who were possessed of wide repertoires and considerable skill. And through them Mathus was immersed in the sounds and songs of his state’s culture, the receiver of ancient reverberations that settled deep into his unconscious. This being the 1970s, however, Mathus was also keenly tuned in to the irresistible glam and clean heat of contemporary rock music, and it was to rock music that he naturally gravitated.

In 1983 he cut an obscure record in Corinth with a group called Johnny Vomit and The Dry Heaves, an odd experimental noise/punk-rock combo with a sound quite unlike anything else coming out of the South at the time, and a group that included future Memphis guitar-slinger Jack Yarber of the Oblivians. A couple of years later Mathus led an alternative-rock group based in Starkville, Mississippi, called Cafe Des Moines that proved particularly adept at negotiating the burned-out sonic space between R.E.M. and more aggressive hardcore-punk-influenced bands like Husker Du.

During the 1990s, he formed the Squirrel Nut Zippers in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, with his then-wife, Katherine Whalen. The group very quickly achieved international success, its music a giddy and kinetic gumbo made from 1940s swing jazz and klezmer and frenzied takes on Western swing and jazz manouche, amidst other studied sonic arcana. Theirs was a racket of weird consonance, to be sure, but it was sweetly addictive and incredibly successful. But, as so often happens, success sort of ruined the group, and the band split up in rather spectacular fashion in the early part of the last decade. Divorce followed, too, and Mathus moved home to Mississippi and reconnected with his home state’s roots—blues, country, and rock & roll.

Over the last decade, since the demise of the Squirrel Nut Zippers, Mathus has been a continual presence on the Americana landscape and the driving force on a number of stunning projects. He cut a particularly wonderful album with members of the North Mississippi Allstars, which was dedicated to his improbable childhood nanny, Rosetta Patton, the daughter of perhaps the most legendary Delta bluesman of all, Charley Patton. He recorded and toured with Chicago blues guitar genius Buddy Guy, and he formed notable bands like the Knockdown Society with Luther Dickinson and the South Memphis String Band with the great Alvin “Youngblood” Hart. He also founded a recording studio called Delta Recording Service—originally located in Clarksdale but later transplanted to the ancient Delta town of Como—that was filled with old tube amplifiers, valve recording consoles and ribbon microphones, an impressive repository of vintage audio recording equipment. As a producer and engineer, he recorded scores of notable sessions, including Elvis Costello in 2005 and King Louie and The Loose Diamonds in 2007.

His latest group, certainly the toughest band Mathus has put together, is called the Tri-State Coalition. With great skill and remarkable intuition, the Tri-State Coalition manages to bring the whole of Mathus’ foregoing musical legacy to bear on his new songs. They are as comfortable with hard rock bluster and punk propulsion as they are with the nuanced demands of the tenderest ballad and the funky intricacies of blues and Memphis R&B. The mighty White Buffalo is their work.

White Buffalo

To these ears, White Buffalo is the best record Jimbo Mathus has ever released; certainly it’s his most arresting and mature set of songs. Produced by renowned roots-music/Americana producer Eric “Roscoe” Ambel (following a successful Kickstarter campaign to pay Ambel’s fee!), White Buffalo is brilliantly streamlined but nonetheless wildly raucous.

The album is scattershot with musical tip-of-the-hat references. The gorgeous autobiographical ballad “Tennessee Walker Mare” features a guitar solo that sounds like it could have come from Dickie Betts. Another ballad—the aching and tender “Hatchie Bottom”—reveals cool Nicky Hopkins-like piano figures and an arrangement straight out of the Jack Nitzsche playbook.

There’s a discernible Laurel Canyon hippie vibe hanging over the terrific “Poor Lost Souls,” the song itself being a meditation on those all-night denizens of L.A.’s darkest side. “Run Devil Run” manages to throw off more cryptic West Coast vibes as well. Cool, fluid, and psychedelic, it’s almost a coupling between Dr. John and the early-’80s slide guitar style of Jeffrey Lee Pierce of the Gun Club. “Fake Hex” offers a brilliant take on what sounds like it could be an outtake from The Rolling Stones’ Goats Head Soupalbum. The song “White Buffalo” is gleefully pounding and unrelenting, as gargantuan and insistent a riff as you’ll find on any 1970s hard-rock or proto-punk nugget. And “Useless Heart” comes off like a lost John Hiatt classic, plainly beautiful and perfect in its lonesome anguish.

Despite the references, White Buffalo isn’t an album with a borrowed aesthetic. It’s purely Jimbo Mathus. Here are songs that sound more mature and more lived in than any he’s written. The Tri-State Coalition, despite their ability to pull disparate sonic cues seemingly out of the ether, are not simply practitioners of rock reference. Instead, they bring together the whole catalogue of music that has informed Mathus during his long stretch of a career—from whatever influenced Johnny Vomit and The Dry Heaves to the white and black string band sounds that informed the South Memphis String Band. That kind of band is nothing if not special.

In his short, brilliant tome Cut ‘N’ Mix, the British critic Dick Hebdige reveals an interesting and instructive quote from the controversial Elvis biographer Albert Goldman. “The secret of Elvis’ art lay not in an act of substantive creation, but in a recasting of one traditional style in terms of another. To make such a transposition, you have to be stylistically sophisticated … Rock is not, as is always said, simply an amalgam of blues, country, pop, etc. This is to define it by its sources and substances instead of its soul. The music’s essence lies in its attitude.”

That’s what Jimbo Mathus does, and why his rock & roll is elemental. It’s the music of the Southern soul—rock & roll that lives through its past but not in it, alive and forward-moving and always conscious of its past. That it gleams as bright as the stage light glinting off Jimbo’s gold-capped front teeth is just icing on an already swell cake.

FRONTIER RUCKUS - MOKB PBR Lounge/DO317 session up now

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Check out “Open It up” by Frontier Ruckus, posted today by the folks at MOKB.  The Michigan indie folk-rock group recently headed into the PBR Lounge/Do317 Lounge to record several tracks from their epic double album Eternity of Dimming.The band’s distinctive sound - acoustic guitar and banjo, keys and singing saw - provide a backdrop for songwriter Matthew Milia’s haunting reminiscences of ’90s suburban Michigan.

Milia’s phrasing, alliterative, vivid lyrics and emotive vocal style have brought the band comparisons to Neutral Milk Hotel, fellow Michigan native Sufjan Stevens and Conor Oberst, among others. 

Check out “Open It Up”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z8sgyzpE6BU&feature=youtu.be