Zero to 180 – Three Minute Magic
It may be kind of hard to believe now, but at one time in the 1990s and the early part of the new century, the DC area was an important center of activity for roots reggae and other Caribbean sounds. Georges Collinet, for instance, was broadcasting his internationally distributed radio
Sometime in the run-up to the new century, in the course of checking out live music, it began to dawn on me that blues was no longer the lingua franca for musicians operating within the realm of modern rock. For many bands, The Velvet Underground had become the new common
One of my favorite impromptu musical moments occurred when I unwittingly stumbled upon Prabir and the Substitutes in the parking lot of Chick Hall’s Surf Club rehearsing the harmony vocals for this train-based tale of heartache and woe: “Trains“ Prabir & the Substitutes (2008) Right there on the spot (which
As DC Week heads into extra innings, Zero to 180 ponders the metaphysical with a song I always suspected to have been written with the spiritual assistance of a certain bespectacled singer-songwriter from Lubbock, Texas. My instincts, as it turns out, were eerily prescient, for I later confirmed that
June 1967’s single release, “Hit the Surf” by The Sea Shells, may or may not have been the last recording of surf music’s original Golden Age. Sgt. Pepper‘s release that same month might well have been the final nail in surf’s fiberglass coffin. The music scholars at Rhino Records —
When’s the last time you heard an instrumental on contemporary hits radio? I was talking with my brother Bryan about this, and we both agreed that “Where’s My Thing?” from Rush’s 1991 album, Roll the Bones, was the last time we remember hearing an instrumental on modern pop terrestrial radio.
I guess it was inevitable that Ruthie Logsdon would pursue music professionally since it was, literally, in her blood: cousin Jimmie was a one-time King Records recording artist who bestowed upon the world (as Jimmy Lloyd), “I Got a Rocket in My Pocket” – a rockabilly classic. Ruthie, sure
We will likely never know just how many people were lured to the truck driving profession as a result of the romantic and freewheeling images fueled by truck driving country music during its 1960s and 70s heyday. Fortunately, we can all thank Alan MacEwen of veteran DC band, The Grandsons,
Jake Flack of The Rhodes Tavern Troubadours makes an airtight case for proving that the Nation’s Capital truly is the Telecaster town – and he’s not afraid to name names: “DC’s The Telecaster Town“ The Rhodes Tavern Troubadours (2002) * Danny Gatton & Evan Johns flying blind Roy Buchanan Bill
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