Rob Zombie
Hellbilly Deluxe 2
buy album here
When it comes to Rob Zombie, there are no surprises as far as what you are in store for. So rather than waste your time and my breath rehashing over and over again who he is and what he does, I will get straight to the meat and potatoes of why we are all here: the new album. Throughout the past year, there has been a certain buzz that has surrounded this record and a sense of mystery regarding the release of Hellbilly Deluxe 2 and what exactly it was going to sound like. Well friends, the time has come, the album is hot off the press, and it is more than likely all that you had hoped for and quite possibly more.
Deep down inside, I was hoping: a.) that Rob Zombie and company hadn't changed a bit stylistically speaking, b.) they hadn't abandoned their love of madmen, monsters and the macabre, and c.) they still rocked as hard as they had in the past. I am happy to say that all three of my wishes for this record have come true. From the packaging, to the lyrics, to the sound, this is a Rob Zombie record in the deepest sense, straight to the marrow. The entire record ROCKS, and does so in an extremely heavy fashion. Like his previous material, Rob has carefully placed controversial and horrific samples along with mood music into the mix, presenting great transitions, intros, and outros to the eleven listed tracks. However, though the sound is big, it is much more stripped down than what we have heard before, keeping the layers to a minimum and a strong emphasis placed on the hooks which run rampant throughout. Beginning things with "Jesus Frankenstein" and "Sick Bubble Gum", you've already got enough catchy chorus work that will serve as your ear-worms for the next month. Rob's voice is raspy and his delivery ranges from the demented preacher. to carnival barker, to the weary prophet. John 5 once again proves his wizardry with both taste and technical prowess, adapting to the different styles within the confines of the album and providing just the right rhythm and lead tracks for the melodic direction of a great deal of the material. Piggy D and Tommy C, on bass and drums respectively, add the low end and groove to round out the massive Hellbilly Deluxe 2.
"What?" and "Werewolf, Baby" bring a strong vintage horror and garage rock vibe to the mix, complete with Farfisa organ and chord progressions that could just as easily accompany a 1960's B- Horror movie soundtrack or haunted house score. "Mars Needs Women" begins with an intro that sounds like something that could have come out of the mid-period Zeppelin camp with acoustic 12-string, mandolin, and soft hand percussion accents. This change of pace doesn't last too long however, as the track quickly crashes into a heavy half-time feel with crunchy, distorted wah-wah leads and chanted vocal work. "Werewolf, Baby" features John 5 with nasty slide guitar leads, which sound a great deal like something we would have heard from Raging Slab in the early 90's.
Hats off to you, Mr. Zombie, for another job well done. It seems that with Hellbilly Deluxe 2, he is as strong as ever and still up to the same old shenanigans. I highly doubt that he will be hanging up his boots any time soon. Thus, the masses are happy, all fat and sassy with bellies full of hellbilly goodness and monster mayhem. Amen and goodnight. -Andrew Bryant
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Brimstone Howl -Big Deal.(What's He Done Lately?)
Brimstone Howl
Big Deal. What's He Done Lately?
If you enjoy the raw garage rock sounds of the 1960's, it is your lucky day. From Lincoln, Nebraska and the might Alive records arsenal comes the newest from Brimstone Howl which is sure to tickle your fancy and satisfy your lo-fi cravings for at least a bit.
Brimstone Howl has finally achieved an album production that best suites their sound, venturing far from the magic of the studio, and relying on an extremely lo-fi, "live" feel for their fourth album, Big Deal. What's He Done Lately? Not that previous records have fallen short of the vintage swagger, this one just has the perfect amount of noise, dirt, and squirrely notes that give it the authentic garage rock sound. Along with the low fidelity comes gallons of reverb that could easily pour out of the record itself if held at just the right angle, drenching everything from the vocals to the lead guitar squawls. Musically, this album is more straight forward than previous material, sticking mostly to aggressive, driving tempos that give this Brimstone Howl a much more punk rock edge than before. The song writing follows suite, with simple verse/chorus repetition with short, noisy guitar solos thrown in sporadically for color and kicks.
As far as the music goes for this record, Brimstone Howl exhibits hints of the Ramones, Television, and the Cramps stylistically with the production quality of The Sonics. Most songs on Big Deal... are short, falling just below the three minute mark, thus the album is easy to digest in one listen. Highlights include "Easter at the Lewises", with dirty lead lines screeching from a slide guitar and quirky lyrics that are indeed one of this band's strongest points. "Suicide Blues" sounds like a long lost track from the early Velvet Underground with hypnotic percussion work and simple guitar hooks that you will swear that you've heard before. Not that Brimstone Howl is ripping anyone off, far from it in fact. They have merely done their homework, borrow both vibe and taste from their influences, and are content in sounding the way that they do despite what might be occurring in the world of music. This will assuredly guarantee them a position as one of the most authentic garage rock revival acts today. -Andrew Bryant
Big Deal. What's He Done Lately?
If you enjoy the raw garage rock sounds of the 1960's, it is your lucky day. From Lincoln, Nebraska and the might Alive records arsenal comes the newest from Brimstone Howl which is sure to tickle your fancy and satisfy your lo-fi cravings for at least a bit.
Brimstone Howl has finally achieved an album production that best suites their sound, venturing far from the magic of the studio, and relying on an extremely lo-fi, "live" feel for their fourth album, Big Deal. What's He Done Lately? Not that previous records have fallen short of the vintage swagger, this one just has the perfect amount of noise, dirt, and squirrely notes that give it the authentic garage rock sound. Along with the low fidelity comes gallons of reverb that could easily pour out of the record itself if held at just the right angle, drenching everything from the vocals to the lead guitar squawls. Musically, this album is more straight forward than previous material, sticking mostly to aggressive, driving tempos that give this Brimstone Howl a much more punk rock edge than before. The song writing follows suite, with simple verse/chorus repetition with short, noisy guitar solos thrown in sporadically for color and kicks.
As far as the music goes for this record, Brimstone Howl exhibits hints of the Ramones, Television, and the Cramps stylistically with the production quality of The Sonics. Most songs on Big Deal... are short, falling just below the three minute mark, thus the album is easy to digest in one listen. Highlights include "Easter at the Lewises", with dirty lead lines screeching from a slide guitar and quirky lyrics that are indeed one of this band's strongest points. "Suicide Blues" sounds like a long lost track from the early Velvet Underground with hypnotic percussion work and simple guitar hooks that you will swear that you've heard before. Not that Brimstone Howl is ripping anyone off, far from it in fact. They have merely done their homework, borrow both vibe and taste from their influences, and are content in sounding the way that they do despite what might be occurring in the world of music. This will assuredly guarantee them a position as one of the most authentic garage rock revival acts today. -Andrew Bryant
Boris-Japanese Heavy Rock Hits Volumes 1-3
Boris
Japanese Heavy Rock Hits Volumes 1-3
Leave it to Boris to release new material that a.)only appears on three different 7 inch vinyl records and b.)shakes things up beyond the boundaries that this heavy Japanese experimental madhouse-of-a-band have reached before. I always preface my Boris recommendations with the advice that you can never judge a book by its cover, especially in the case of the highly unpredictable and eclectic trio of musicians. Boris is not for everyone, but those of us who find something that we love in their music are certainly not alone, as they are one of the most respected and esteemed band on the Southern Lord roster and in all of heavy music for that matter.
Despite the fact that a great deal of their following yearn for a return to their Amplifier Worship days, Boris seems to be focusing their attention elsewhere at the moment, spending more time in the dance clubs rather than the dark, echo and drone chambers. Each 7" has its own personality, the first being a bit more Smile-esque, the second embracing electronica and dance music, and Volume Three leaning in the direction of slower, more atmospheric music. Highlights for me include "8" (volume one, side A) and "and hear nothing" (volume three, side B), both of which being a bit more to form for the band itself and in a similar vein in which they left us at the end of their last record.
As "8" begins, the traditional Boris guitar drone opens the track and is suddenly interrupted by sporadic drums fills, picking up the tempo and setting up the driving beat that propels the song from start to finish. The song is much faster that a lot of Boris material to date and has some very dreamy vocals, similar to a great deal of Takeshi's vocal delivery on Smile including tracks like "My Neighbor Satan." Wata's guitar lead lines are shrill and placed high in the mix, piercing through the thick fuzz tones and bashing percussion set up in the rhythm section. This is a piece of music that gives a nod to where Boris left off on Smile and where they are going in the very near future, though we can never be too certain when it comes to these guys and gal.
Much like "8", "and hear nothing" begins with a slow, drone that has become one of Boris's signature calling cards. This slow, heavy feel remains constant throughout the entirety of the song and matches up perfectly with the dragging tempo of the piece. Takeshi's voice is strong and clean, blending well with the layers of guitar fuzz and percussive accents that make up the majority of the music within. "and hear nothing" could easily have been included on some of the earlier Boris material and collaboration efforts, especially with someone like Michio Kurihara. Much like beginning with "8", finishing things up with this song serves as the perfect bookend to this new collection of material. -Andrew Bryant
Japanese Heavy Rock Hits Volumes 1-3
Leave it to Boris to release new material that a.)only appears on three different 7 inch vinyl records and b.)shakes things up beyond the boundaries that this heavy Japanese experimental madhouse-of-a-band have reached before. I always preface my Boris recommendations with the advice that you can never judge a book by its cover, especially in the case of the highly unpredictable and eclectic trio of musicians. Boris is not for everyone, but those of us who find something that we love in their music are certainly not alone, as they are one of the most respected and esteemed band on the Southern Lord roster and in all of heavy music for that matter.
Despite the fact that a great deal of their following yearn for a return to their Amplifier Worship days, Boris seems to be focusing their attention elsewhere at the moment, spending more time in the dance clubs rather than the dark, echo and drone chambers. Each 7" has its own personality, the first being a bit more Smile-esque, the second embracing electronica and dance music, and Volume Three leaning in the direction of slower, more atmospheric music. Highlights for me include "8" (volume one, side A) and "and hear nothing" (volume three, side B), both of which being a bit more to form for the band itself and in a similar vein in which they left us at the end of their last record.
As "8" begins, the traditional Boris guitar drone opens the track and is suddenly interrupted by sporadic drums fills, picking up the tempo and setting up the driving beat that propels the song from start to finish. The song is much faster that a lot of Boris material to date and has some very dreamy vocals, similar to a great deal of Takeshi's vocal delivery on Smile including tracks like "My Neighbor Satan." Wata's guitar lead lines are shrill and placed high in the mix, piercing through the thick fuzz tones and bashing percussion set up in the rhythm section. This is a piece of music that gives a nod to where Boris left off on Smile and where they are going in the very near future, though we can never be too certain when it comes to these guys and gal.
Much like "8", "and hear nothing" begins with a slow, drone that has become one of Boris's signature calling cards. This slow, heavy feel remains constant throughout the entirety of the song and matches up perfectly with the dragging tempo of the piece. Takeshi's voice is strong and clean, blending well with the layers of guitar fuzz and percussive accents that make up the majority of the music within. "and hear nothing" could easily have been included on some of the earlier Boris material and collaboration efforts, especially with someone like Michio Kurihara. Much like beginning with "8", finishing things up with this song serves as the perfect bookend to this new collection of material. -Andrew Bryant
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Boris Vinyl Review
Boris
Japanese Heavy Rock Hits Volumes 1-3
Review
Leave it to Boris to release new material that a.)only appears on three different 7 inch vinyl records and b.)shakes things up beyond the boundaries that this heavy Japanese experimental madhouse-of-a-band have reached before. I always preface my Boris recommendations with the advice that you can never judge a book by its cover, especially in the case of the highly unpredictable and eclectic trio of musicians. Boris is not for everyone, but those of us who find something that we love in their music are certainly not alone, as they are one of the most respected and esteemed band on the Southern Lord roster and in all of heavy music for that matter.
Despite the fact that a great deal of their following yearn for a return to their Amplifier Worship days, Boris seems to be focusing their attention elsewhere at the moment, spending more time in the dance clubs rather than the dark, echo and drone chambers. Each 7" has its own personality, the first being a bit more Smile-esque, the second embracing electronica and dance music, and Volume Three leaning in the direction of slower, more atmospheric music. Highlights for me include "8" (volume one, side A) and "and hear nothing" (volume three, side B), both of which being a bit more to form for the band itself and in a similar vein in which they left us at the end of their last record.
As "8" begins, the traditional Boris guitar drone opens the track and is suddenly interrupted by sporadic drums fills, picking up the tempo and setting up the driving beat that propels the song from start to finish. The song is much faster that a lot of Boris material to date and has some very dreamy vocals, similar to a great deal of Takeshi's vocal delivery on Smile including tracks like "My Neighbor Satan." Wata's guitar lead lines are shrill and placed high in the mix, piercing through the thick fuzz tones and bashing percussion set up in the rhythm section. This is a piece of music that gives a nod to where Boris left off on Smile and where they are going in the very near future, though we can never be too certain when it comes to these guys and gal.
Much like "8", "and hear nothing" begins with a slow, drone that has become one of Boris's signature calling cards. This slow, heavy feel remains constant throughout the entirety of the song and matches up perfectly with the dragging tempo of the piece. Takeshi's voice is strong and clean, blending well with the layers of guitar fuzz and percussive accents that make up the majority of the music within. "and hear nothing" could easily have been included on some of the earlier Boris material and collaboration efforts, especially with someone like Michio Kurihara. Much like beginning with "8", finishing things up with this song serves as the perfect bookend to this new collection of material. -Andrew Bryant
Japanese Heavy Rock Hits Volumes 1-3
Review
Leave it to Boris to release new material that a.)only appears on three different 7 inch vinyl records and b.)shakes things up beyond the boundaries that this heavy Japanese experimental madhouse-of-a-band have reached before. I always preface my Boris recommendations with the advice that you can never judge a book by its cover, especially in the case of the highly unpredictable and eclectic trio of musicians. Boris is not for everyone, but those of us who find something that we love in their music are certainly not alone, as they are one of the most respected and esteemed band on the Southern Lord roster and in all of heavy music for that matter.
Despite the fact that a great deal of their following yearn for a return to their Amplifier Worship days, Boris seems to be focusing their attention elsewhere at the moment, spending more time in the dance clubs rather than the dark, echo and drone chambers. Each 7" has its own personality, the first being a bit more Smile-esque, the second embracing electronica and dance music, and Volume Three leaning in the direction of slower, more atmospheric music. Highlights for me include "8" (volume one, side A) and "and hear nothing" (volume three, side B), both of which being a bit more to form for the band itself and in a similar vein in which they left us at the end of their last record.
As "8" begins, the traditional Boris guitar drone opens the track and is suddenly interrupted by sporadic drums fills, picking up the tempo and setting up the driving beat that propels the song from start to finish. The song is much faster that a lot of Boris material to date and has some very dreamy vocals, similar to a great deal of Takeshi's vocal delivery on Smile including tracks like "My Neighbor Satan." Wata's guitar lead lines are shrill and placed high in the mix, piercing through the thick fuzz tones and bashing percussion set up in the rhythm section. This is a piece of music that gives a nod to where Boris left off on Smile and where they are going in the very near future, though we can never be too certain when it comes to these guys and gal.
Much like "8", "and hear nothing" begins with a slow, drone that has become one of Boris's signature calling cards. This slow, heavy feel remains constant throughout the entirety of the song and matches up perfectly with the dragging tempo of the piece. Takeshi's voice is strong and clean, blending well with the layers of guitar fuzz and percussive accents that make up the majority of the music within. "and hear nothing" could easily have been included on some of the earlier Boris material and collaboration efforts, especially with someone like Michio Kurihara. Much like beginning with "8", finishing things up with this song serves as the perfect bookend to this new collection of material. -Andrew Bryant
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Aggrolites Album Review
Aggrolites
IV
Album Review
In a time when it seems that the shit couldn't hit the fan harder, bills are piling up, and there doesn't seem to be a light at the end of tunnel, it is always nice to find an album that just plain makes you feel good and forget what ails you at that particular moment. In 2009, that album for me was IV, the newest installment from Los Angeles' Aggrolites, released on Tim Armstong's Hellcat Records. This album is a great way to unwind after a stressful day, perfect for a road trip, and just the thing to get the party started or keep it going 'til late in the evening.
IV finds the Aggrolites and their unique blend of upbeat, West coast reggae in the strongest incarnation yet, with even more catchy hooks and songs that keep you moving both inside and out. The Aggrolites themselves dub this music as "dirty reggae", fusing the grit of soul and funk music into the more traditional ska sounds of the early 1960's. As with their previous records, this new album has gained them a legion of new fans from across the board, ranging from enthusiasts of throwback R&B to the punk rock community, as folks get more familiar with the band itself and the music that they have to offer. Musically, the Aggrolites have achieved a tight sound in which each instrument adds just enough to make the sound exactly what it needs to be and in all the right places. The rhythm section has got one of the strongest "one drop" feels to date, keeping things moving at the perfect pace throughout the entire album with strong downbeats and a feeling that is sure to keep the dance floors packed. The guitar work relies heavily on the traditional up/offbeat feel of ska and reggae music, adding tasteful flourishes and solos when the time is right. Vocally, Jesse Wagner could just as easily front a vintage soul outfit, with strong pipes that can bring the dirt and howls at the drop of a hat in just the right places. Last but certainly not least, is keys man Roger Rivas, on Hammond organ and piano, who can melt the hearts with one strong chord blasting out of his Leslie speaker cabinet bringing even more of the soul element into the mix. Highlights include the celebratory, upbeat tracks including "Firecracker", the soulful love songs "By Her Side" and "Precious and Few", and my personal favorite, "Brother Jacob" with phenomenal harmonies from all sides bringing down the house in this more traditional sounding piece.
Feel good and forget your troubles. This album will most definitely help. -Andrew Bryant
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IV
Album Review
In a time when it seems that the shit couldn't hit the fan harder, bills are piling up, and there doesn't seem to be a light at the end of tunnel, it is always nice to find an album that just plain makes you feel good and forget what ails you at that particular moment. In 2009, that album for me was IV, the newest installment from Los Angeles' Aggrolites, released on Tim Armstong's Hellcat Records. This album is a great way to unwind after a stressful day, perfect for a road trip, and just the thing to get the party started or keep it going 'til late in the evening.
IV finds the Aggrolites and their unique blend of upbeat, West coast reggae in the strongest incarnation yet, with even more catchy hooks and songs that keep you moving both inside and out. The Aggrolites themselves dub this music as "dirty reggae", fusing the grit of soul and funk music into the more traditional ska sounds of the early 1960's. As with their previous records, this new album has gained them a legion of new fans from across the board, ranging from enthusiasts of throwback R&B to the punk rock community, as folks get more familiar with the band itself and the music that they have to offer. Musically, the Aggrolites have achieved a tight sound in which each instrument adds just enough to make the sound exactly what it needs to be and in all the right places. The rhythm section has got one of the strongest "one drop" feels to date, keeping things moving at the perfect pace throughout the entire album with strong downbeats and a feeling that is sure to keep the dance floors packed. The guitar work relies heavily on the traditional up/offbeat feel of ska and reggae music, adding tasteful flourishes and solos when the time is right. Vocally, Jesse Wagner could just as easily front a vintage soul outfit, with strong pipes that can bring the dirt and howls at the drop of a hat in just the right places. Last but certainly not least, is keys man Roger Rivas, on Hammond organ and piano, who can melt the hearts with one strong chord blasting out of his Leslie speaker cabinet bringing even more of the soul element into the mix. Highlights include the celebratory, upbeat tracks including "Firecracker", the soulful love songs "By Her Side" and "Precious and Few", and my personal favorite, "Brother Jacob" with phenomenal harmonies from all sides bringing down the house in this more traditional sounding piece.
Feel good and forget your troubles. This album will most definitely help. -Andrew Bryant
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Monday, December 7, 2009
Black Diamond Heavies
Black Diamond Heavies
Alive as Fuck
buy the album here
By now, most of you should know who in the hell the Black Diamond Heavies are, being that they are quite possibly one of the biggest and most electrifying forces to be reckoned with on the rock and roll circuit today. They are the messiahs of all that is loud and rowdy as they bring the good news to the masses with their own blend of "punk ass blues", causing heavy alcohol consumption and an ass load of sweat all around the world. As it stands now, the Black Diamond Heavies will be our exclamation point to the 2009 year in music with their latest release, Alive As Fuck.
A strong point for the Heavies has always been the fact that they can pull off live material that far surpasses what they can lay down in the studio. Don't get me wrong, the studio albums are phenomenal, however it would be nearly impossible to recreate what these two, yes I said two, lads can bring forth on a dim lit stage in a smoky bar. The thick sludge of emotion, grit, and soul that spills from their gear out onto the crowd is full of road tested material that blends everything that is good about Muddy Waters, Tom Waits, and Mahalia Jackson if they all joined together with the MC5 backing them up. With two members, the Black Diamond Heavies bring a bigger sound than any other band that boasts five or six members and continue to push the boundaries as far as what a drumkit, Fender Rhodes (run through a Big Muff mind you), and Hammond organ can do. Alive As Fuck is the majority of material from a live show that was recorded on July 24th in Covington, Kentucky at the Covington Masonic Lodge. This album finds the Black Diamond Heavies with their eye on the prize and the pedal to the metal, giving the crowd amped up and energetic versions of songs from both previous studio albums including "White Bitch", "Take a Ride", and "Fever in My Blood." The band sounds tighter than ever, John Wesley Myers' voice is as mean as a pole cat, and the groove seems to be growing into its own beast as Myers and drummer Van Campbell continue to spread the word of what might possibly be the best live band in the world.
Thank God that the Black Diamond Heavies and Alive records have given us an early Christmas gift, making sure that 2009 won't fizzle out but end with a damn punch in the face. Alive As Fuck is the perfect stocking stuffer for those who love blues, punk, and just plain old rock and roll in its rawest form. Try and keep still while listening to this one. My bet is that you won't be able to. -Andrew Bryant
Alive as Fuck
buy the album here
By now, most of you should know who in the hell the Black Diamond Heavies are, being that they are quite possibly one of the biggest and most electrifying forces to be reckoned with on the rock and roll circuit today. They are the messiahs of all that is loud and rowdy as they bring the good news to the masses with their own blend of "punk ass blues", causing heavy alcohol consumption and an ass load of sweat all around the world. As it stands now, the Black Diamond Heavies will be our exclamation point to the 2009 year in music with their latest release, Alive As Fuck.
A strong point for the Heavies has always been the fact that they can pull off live material that far surpasses what they can lay down in the studio. Don't get me wrong, the studio albums are phenomenal, however it would be nearly impossible to recreate what these two, yes I said two, lads can bring forth on a dim lit stage in a smoky bar. The thick sludge of emotion, grit, and soul that spills from their gear out onto the crowd is full of road tested material that blends everything that is good about Muddy Waters, Tom Waits, and Mahalia Jackson if they all joined together with the MC5 backing them up. With two members, the Black Diamond Heavies bring a bigger sound than any other band that boasts five or six members and continue to push the boundaries as far as what a drumkit, Fender Rhodes (run through a Big Muff mind you), and Hammond organ can do. Alive As Fuck is the majority of material from a live show that was recorded on July 24th in Covington, Kentucky at the Covington Masonic Lodge. This album finds the Black Diamond Heavies with their eye on the prize and the pedal to the metal, giving the crowd amped up and energetic versions of songs from both previous studio albums including "White Bitch", "Take a Ride", and "Fever in My Blood." The band sounds tighter than ever, John Wesley Myers' voice is as mean as a pole cat, and the groove seems to be growing into its own beast as Myers and drummer Van Campbell continue to spread the word of what might possibly be the best live band in the world.
Thank God that the Black Diamond Heavies and Alive records have given us an early Christmas gift, making sure that 2009 won't fizzle out but end with a damn punch in the face. Alive As Fuck is the perfect stocking stuffer for those who love blues, punk, and just plain old rock and roll in its rawest form. Try and keep still while listening to this one. My bet is that you won't be able to. -Andrew Bryant
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Del McCoury live instore this Friday
Live in-store Friday, November 20th at noon
Vince Gill says it simply, and maybe best: "I'd rather hear Del McCoury sing ‘Are You Teasing Me' than just about anything." For fifty years, Del's music has defined authenticity for hard core bluegrass fans-count Gill among them-as well as a growing number of fans among those only vaguely familiar with the genre. And while the box set Celebrating 50 Years of Del McCoury, like its distilled companion, By Request provides an opportunity to look back on a unique legacy, it's also one that Del McCoury's rolling past with a wave and a grin and some of the best music he's ever made.
"Del epitomizes the bluegrass musician from the previous era, and also this one," says acclaimed resonator guitarist Jerry Douglas, a member of Alison Krauss + Union Station and producer of several of McCoury's 90s albums. "You can finally make a living playing bluegrass, and a large part of it is because of Del McCoury; he became like the new Bill Monroe..."
Del McCoury will be performing at the Bijou at 8:00pm.
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