Vandoliers: Self-Titled

They say to rise you gotta fall. Sometimes that means it feels like the bottom is falling out and you’re losing everything. Since spring of 2020, that feeling has been common for many, and for some in the music industry, like the Vandoliers, they didn’t even know if their new self-titled album, The Vandoliers, would ever even be heard. Fast forward to 2022: Not only have they opened for Flogging Molly and Turnpike Troubadours, but they toured Europe for the first time and scored a spot on Flogging Molly’s Salty Dog Cruise. Now they’re about to release their fourth album and this may be the best album the Vandoliers have made. If you’ve ever attended a Vandoliers show, it’s a range of emotions. You’ll hear fist-pumping rowdy drinking songs, beautifully crafted story songs and heart-stirring ballads. Listening to the new album, The Vandoliers, is no different. Upon first listen, you pick your favorites, then you listen again to the lyrics and instrumentals and it’s likely that favorites will emerge. Maybe it’s the hot licks from Travis Curry’s fiddle, the keyboard stylings of Cory Graves or the distinctive voice of Josh Fleming, that make it hard to pick just one. Whatever it is, it’s an album you’re going to want to let live on your turntable for the foreseeable future.

John Calvin Abney: Tourist

What do you say when the word goes by through a window? How do you talk about home when the ground always seems to be shifting under your feet? John Calvin Abney answers this throughout the narrative weaved on Tourist. With this album, you get the feeling of going home to the same landscape and piece of nostalgia, but there is also a layer of deja vu or perhaps a sensation of the uncanny valley. Nothing is different, yet somehow nothing is the same. Also an expression of a life lived passing through towns from one stop to the next. Two themes somehow juxtapose to a single sentiment that’s difficult to put into words, unless you're John Calvin Abney, who somehow knows exactly how to do just that.

Sydney Adams: A Lot Like You

Kentucky’s own queen, Sydney Adams, has just released one of the hottest new country EPs of 2022. Sydney has been singing since she was just 12 years old starting at the Cumberland Mountain Fall Festival a little over a decade ago. A few years later at 15 she began writing her own songs. Adams hails from the little East Kentucky town of Corbin. When she’s not dominating the Kentucky Scene, she spends her time gigging down in Tennessee. Sydney’s voice is a true representation of the East Kentucky Sound whether she’s singing her own songs, or ripping up covers like Lorde’s “Royals.”

The Barlow: New Year, Old Me

A sure sign of a band coming into their own, carving out their spot in a particular scene, is consistency in their sound and familiar musical threads that permeate each subsequent album they release. As fans, we appreciate this because we can anticipate what is coming on new records; we get the same terrific elements that made us take an interest in (or heck, fall in love with) the band in the first place. One can likely think of a few historical examples of bands that experimented in a different sound or direction, with unfortunate and disastrous results. Consequently, appreciation for what the band was or might become in the future waned. Fans were left wondering, “will what comes from their future releases be what attracted me to them in the first place? Or will I only be disappointed about what could have been?”

Premiere | Chris Canterbury: Heartache for Hire

Today we’ve got the video premiere of Chris Canterbury’s new single, “Heartache for Hire,” off his upcoming album, Quaalude Lullabies, “a nine track collection of mostly sad songs that offers on-the-nose lyrical phrasing, subtlety loose production, and an honest insight into razor-edge topics like addiction, depression, and loneliness.” Quaalude Lullabies is the first studio album from Chris in five years and will be released on September 23rd.

John Moreland: Birds in the Ceiling

Walk into a room of Americana or singer/songwriter fans and say “John Moreland” and I guarantee you at least one person in the group will be ready to tell you why he’s the greatest living songwriter. Talk to a room of musicians, and you’ll likely hear “he’s a songwriter’s songwriter”. I’m in the latter camp, and I’ve heard a lot of others say the same. With some songs you hear a set of common words arranged in a way that changes what every word means, John Moreland does this like a wizard guarding the secrets that we all are trying to unlock.

Willi Carlisle: Peculiar, Missouri

Long time listener, first time caller.

Most of my days are spent translating human to engineer and engineer back to human. The product being a very technical sales job from one to another. No one enjoys it, but it is the dance we dance. Amateur writer status aside, huge music fan. My listening interests lean towards the whatever-the-hell genre Peculiar, Missouri would fit into.

We are lucky here in Tulsa. Not only do we have music history on our side, but we also have the Mercury Lounge, arguably the best 100 cap room in America. Now, if third grade geography beat you up, you might not be aware that Tulsa is in Oklahoma or that Oklahoma is right next to the great state of Arkansas. Besides being one of the most beautiful states in the union, Arkansas is home to some of my personal favorite songwriters. I’ve been fortunate enough to catch all of them, except Willi Carlisle.

Cole Allen: Regular Dude, Extraordinaire and his new album Dry County Culture

East Texas native Cole Allen isn’t what you’d typically picture when you imagine a root’s musician. He has no top hat, wears no conchos, has no tatted sleeve, and I’ve never spotted him in any vintage pearl snaps. In fact, if one was to conjure up a visual for Cole, Dick Van Dyke’s portrayal of Bert and his one-man-band in the original Mary Poppins isn’t too far from the mark. Most of Cole’s live gigs involve just himself with what appears to be fifteen instruments strapped to his various appendages (though he claims to employ just a harmonica, guitar, and a Farmer Foot drum kit). His folksy solo approach was born of necessity according to Cole’s own bio, as early in his career he worked by day as a civil-engineer and spent his weekends traveling the circuit as a competitive bull rider, leaving little time to form a proper band. I first caught Cole live 5 or 6 years ago in Lindale, Texas and his introduction of himself at that time as an everyday, normal, working man lucky enough to get to perform some music by night was both unassuming and endearing, if not a tad overly modest.

Jaret Ray Reddick: Just Woke Up

“Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy shit,” I loudly exclaimed as I scrolled through the available reviews and found my childhood hero, Jaret Ray Reddick, on the list. You may know Reddick from the popular band Bowling for Soup, or you may recognize his voice from the theme song of the hit TV show Phineas and Ferb, or maybe you know him as the voice of our favorite pizza-loving mouse, Chuck E. Cheese. When I was a young boy, my family had dinner with a colleague of my father’s and he gave me everything in his iTunes library. I brought my 500 GB external hard drive and filled it with everything I possibly could and out of it all my absolute favorite record was Bowling for Soup‘s A Hangover You Don’t Deserve. Imagine my excitement, when I look at the tracklist and behold! A song from my favorite album, Country Fried. Reddick told me he was trying to bridge the gap between country and punk, saying that the two genres have more in common than folks think. There was always a part in the OG version of ”Ohio” that had a little country acoustic guitar break and I always imagined what this song would sound like if it were a pure country tune. And now my imagination has manifested into reality. We started our phone interview with some jokes and reminiscence of Hangover, and even talked about how punk rock George Strait is for never writing bridges.

The Damn Quails: Clouding Up Your City

The Damn Quails highly anticipated album Clouding Up Your City firmly reclaims the group’s status at the forefront of Red Dirt and Americana music. Following Down the Hatch (2011) and Out of the Birdcage (2015), fans hadn’t expected another release from the group after an abrupt cessation of touring in June 2016. Band members needed time to tend to their families and personal well-being. Life goes on… but so does the music.

Drive-By Truckers: Welcome 2 Club XIII

Drive-By Truckers and Club XIII are a story that feels custom fit for an American rock band documentary. In the musical shadow of Muscle Shoals, with a powerhouse songwriter born to a member of the now legendary Muscle Shoals rhythm section, and still managing to go so far outside of expectations that the pre DBT band Adam’s House Cat could barely catch a gig. It could easily be the story of a band that didn’t make it, playing to empty rooms until their egos collapse and they just move on. Listening to an album like Welcome 2 Club XIII, I’ve never been more grateful for the power of persistence.

The Dancing Rabbit Music Association Puts McAlester on the Live Music Map

Sitting on the patio of Spaceship Earth, a vibey little coffee shop in downtown McAlester, Oklahoma late on a windy evening in early May, I reflected on the night’s events in a state of pleasant perplexion. Happy, indistinct chatter folded itself into wonderfully warbly melodies wafting from the singer-songwriter sized stage from the back of the establishment. A large crowd had gathered, some in business attire, some as funkily clad musicians, and some came as casually clothed rural citizens straight from a hard day’s work. All conversed freely and happily with each other, mingling in and out of groups and exchanging hugs and pleasantries in between turning to give the band a rousing round of encouragement. Earlier in the evening, and just a block or so up the street from where I currently sat, I had caught the live sets of the talented Canadian folk artist with a cult-like following, Joe Pug, who had opened for possibly the most talented lyricist Oklahoma has ever produced, John Moreland.

Red Clay Strays Bring Moment To Life

“This is the biggest crowd we’ve ever played in front of in the state of Alabama,” exclaimed Red Clay Strays front man Brandon Coleman. Over 2200 people filled the Halstead Amphitheatre in downtown Fairhope on Saturday May 7th to welcome the Strays back to their LA (that’s “Lower Alabama”) home for the record release concert celebrating Moment of Truth and the first show of their upcoming extensive tour. The band’s debut album is five years in the making and this show was their first ever with a record for sale at the merchandise table.

Matt York: Gently Used

Matt York’s Gently Used, is a tasteful, well put together record that leaves listeners with a nostalgic feeling of something they’re sure they’ve heard before but can’t quite put their finger on. York has a style of his own, blending elements of country, folk, and rock’n’roll. Spinning one track to the next, you’ll find a delightful listening experience in what York and his dynamite team of players have crafted.

S.G. Goodman: Teeth Marks

When S. G. Goodman’s lilting warble drops in on the title track of her upcoming album, “Teeth Marks,” one immediately senses the absolute deftness with which Goodman has found the cathartic vein of empathy coursing largely untapped through her listeners. The rise and fall crescendos of her “distinct warble” accompanied by the rush of soul-wasting pain and tempering moments of searing joy draw her audience in to revered silence as we listen to ethereal highs and lows brought to us on waves of new Southern Punk’s latest patron saint, who Billboard has also dubbed endearingly “the queer farmer’s daughter.”

The album has two good feet known to us as empathy and trauma. Goodman uses them to walk us through lessons in heart pains we have all experienced, but the message, mood, and tone come to us filtered through a haunted voicebox born through years of harmonizing with Goodman’s elderly church choir members while growing up in rural Appalachia. Just as her breakout album, “Old Time Feeling,” was consistently stellar from start to finish, so, too, does her upcoming 2022 offering follow suit.

Premiere | The Flycatchers: The Ledge

Today we’re premiering the new single, “The Ledge” from Oklahoma City based band, The Flycatchers. If you’re wondering if this is the same band as Chris Jones & The Flycatchers, it is, in a way. As it did for many of us, the pandemic forced some changes for the band, as it lost members and ultimately fell apart, shows were canceled and Chris found himself back to square one and rebuilding from the bottom. The name has changed, but it’s still featuring a superb line-up of incredibly talented musicians, including Isaac Stalling, Ken Pomeroy, Chris Jones , Mike Rose and Ethan Teel. The line-up and name aren’t the only things that are different. Although hailed as an Americana band, the new single, “The Ledge” with its tinges of synthesizer and guitar riffs, seems to embrace more of a rock feel that previous songs and albums that the band has released. Change is always good, and it seems to have been a welcome thing for The Flycatchers.

Clancy Jones: Found My Way

When you think of Country Music you often think of a place, a sound, a voice. Clancy Jones was born into a family of songwriters and music-makers on the coast of Texas. Written by a wanderer, Found My Way is an album that speaks to those who see home as a moving target. An album that feels like the call to adventure in the grand tale of myths and tells the tale of a man on a journey, not in search of a destination, but just enjoying the ride.

Cody Tyler & Gypsy Convoy: Stare Your Demons Down

The debut full length album from Cody Tyler & Gypsy Convoy is titled with a lyric from the opening banger ‘One to the Heart’:

…if you find yourself on the wrong end of love,

Wrong end of a pistol, no guidance above

Just take a deep breath, there’ll be no time to cry

Stare your demons down and kiss your ass goodbye… .

‘One to the Heart’ is a rip-roaring ode to stepping up and making things happen, consequences be damned. Featuring the backing of a horn section that sneaks up during the chorus and brings it home, this song is the ear-opener that gets your attention and demands to be heard.

Cody Howard: Appalachian Dream

Music transcends life.

It travels beyond the hollers and dark foothills of the countryside, weaving and diving its needle into the fabric of every breath that we take in and exhale. The words tumble through the mind and fuel lost hearts with vigor. One cannot help but smile, cry, laugh and welcome the highwall of emotion that is conjured with each note and within each verse.

Imagine a place where all of this mystique and complex power babbles and flows. And there you will find Cody Howard, sharing his magic from his debut album, Appalachian Dream.

Howard is, perhaps, as damn humble as a successful musician and songwriter may come. In a room full of people, the most creative and genuine personality in the entire scene would probably be Howard, quietly sharing a soft crooked smile from the side of the room. He's a young mind with an old cherub’s warmth and an “awe shucks” Eastern Kentucky drawl.

Aaron Raitiere: Single Wide Dreamer

Witty, folky, yet not over-seasoned, GRAMMY Award-winning songwriter Aaron Raitiere’s debut album, Single Wide Dreamer, is something you didn’t know you’ve been missing. Raitiere’s distillation of the everyday ups and downs of a regular person who’s “been through it” shines like the crooked grin of a long-lost best friend.

Out May 6 on Dinner Time Records/Thirty Tigers, Single Wide Dreamer is the fruit of decades of paid dues. Already a well-known songwriter with cuts by Maren Morris, Brent Cobb, Miranda Lambert, Ashley McBryde, Anderson East, The Oak Ridge Boys, Midland, Shooter Jennings, Hayes Carll, Raitiere won a GRAMMY for Best Song Written for Visual Media for A Star Is Born’s “I’ll Never Love Again,” co-written with Lady Gaga, Hillary Lindsay and Natalie Hemby.