Brandi Carlile wowed people on The Grammy’s. Unfortunately, I missed that performance–at least the live broadcast–but her newest album has been in heavy rotation at my house for months. Then, recently, I saw that this song made President Obama’s playlist last year. I thought that was a good reason to share.
Over the past month or so, I have wasted an inordinate amount of time watching two guys watch and react to music videos. It started–as so many of my YouTube rabbit holes do–with Jason Isbell. But it quickly led to Chris Stapleton and Amanda Lambert…and even some Alanis Morrissette.
Here’s the premise: Ryan and George, two black men , listen to music you might not expect them to like (based on stereotypes), and they react. I don’t think I have ever wanted to be friends with two people as much as I want to be friends with Ryan and George. Continue reading
I love Tiny Desk Concerts and Patty Griffin. I have no idea how I haven’t seen this before. Obviously YouTube’s algorithm has failed me.
A couple of weeks ago we finally made it to The Stone Church in Brattleboro. If you like live music, it doesn’t get much better than this place. It’s literally an old church with great acoustics, beautiful stained glass, and a giant organ. And boy is it intimate…
Brian and I were there see our friends Ashley Storrow and Putnam Smith. They were opening for a band we hadn’t heard of. They were great, just like we knew they would be.
The big surprise of the night, though, was Town Meeting. It was the best live show I’ve seen in a long time. At one point Brian turned to me and said, “I saw The Dropkick Murphys on the small stage at a Warped Tour back in the ’90s… and I feel like I just had the same kind of experience. We’re never going to be able to see these guys in a setting like this again.” Continue reading
My boyfriend once told me that, before meeting me for one of our first dates, he asked some friends if the shirt he was wearing made him look like Dan Conner and then changed his shirt. I then told him that Dan Conner is basically the perfect man… (or, at least he was until Coach Taylor came along).
This scene gets me every time.
This is a fascinating conversation. But assuming you aren’t as interested in Jason Isbell’s writing as I am, I’ve elected to start this clip right before things get political.
Auld Lang Syne!
There’s something much less creepy about this song when these women are the ones singing it.
Bon Iver is usually just a little too chill for me. But Bonnie Raitt’s Nick of Time was probably my favorite album when I was in, like, second grade. (I was a weird kid.) I even did my Gym Show routine to “Have a Heart.” So, this one caught my attention.
There’s something about Lorde’s voice that makes you want to listen to her sing just about anything…but it helps when it’s a Simon & Garfunkel classic. (Also she’s such a happy, goofy nerd that she’s mesmerizing to watch.)
What do you think the best song ever written is? If you said “Both Sides Now” by Joni Mitchell, join the club.
I’ve probably already posted this song, but I couldn’t just let a crying Emmylou Harris go…
But here’s a bonus just because.
Honestly, this guy can do no wrong…
I once said on the radio that the Coen Brothers have had a profound impact on my musical taste. That all started when “O Brother Where Art Thou” came out when I was a freshman in college. The Sirens helped introduce me to Allison Krauss and Gillian Welch. (Emmy Lou Harris needs no introduction.) Watching them do this live astounds me…and the Soggy Bottom Boys ain’t bad either.
Following on last week’s theme of movies I’ve seen way too many times, here’s one of my other middle school favorites: Sister Act 2. Everyone knows Lauryn Hill was in this before she became everyone’s favorite Fugee, but unless you’ve seen the movie 1,000 times (like me) you may not recognize Ahmal (played by Ryan Toby) as a member of City High. And while the finale performance of “Joyful, Joyful” is a crowd pleaser, I’ve always loved “Oh, Happy Day!”