Like two Viking Knarrs silently washing up onto the Santa Monica shore, The Black Path of America Tour glided into town and dropped off Norwegian crews Vreid and Kampfar to
As I lay on the couch today, nursing a hangover and resting up for the second night of the Suburban Home Records Sweet 16 Anniversary Weekend at 3 Kings Tavern,
Phil Anselmo might be known as much for being an asshole as he is for bitch-slapping your eardrums with bands like (the legendary) Pantera, Arson Anthem and the super ‘southern
When Zac Brown brought his father on stage after a heartfelt rendition of Highway 20 Ride — a song about an absent father who was on the road trying to
Last night’s performance at Red Rocks was one of those rare occasions where I had zero expectations. That’s not to say I wasn’t looking forward to seeing Death Cab For
The Power of the Riff kicked off its second year in L.A. with a line-up that would make anyone on the East Coast blind with envy. As if that full
Lissie and her band were in Colorado again this week for some promotional gigs with KBCO. A Studio C session was followed by a listener appreciation show at Soiled Dove
It was July 17th, 1986 when I attended my first concert. Stevie Nicks played the Cal Expo Amphitheater in Sacramento, CA. My dad had won tickets on the radio, as
What a difference 24 hours can make. Last night’s My Morning Jacket show at Red Rocks was the antithesis of the The Flaming Lips production the night before. The band
It might have seemed a little presumptuous when Wayne Coyne took the stage to declare this night as ‘one of the greatest Red Rocks has ever seen‘. It might have
Elias Rønnenfelt might resemble Justin Bieber more than Dennis Lyxzén, but when he is literally screaming in your face there is no doubt this kid is pure punk rock! No soundcheck,
‘Seasons change and passions change, but I live in a city with no seasons or passions at all‘ Wesley Eisold‘s first words on Saturday night could not have been further
Last night I found myself at the Neighborhood Theatre in the NODA section of Charlotte, NC — a cool little venue with a ceiling fan the size of a small
This year I was unable to dedicate a full weekend to The 11th Annual Underground Music Showcase, but the hours I did spend on Broadway last weekend proved once again
There was no band this time around. Sage was not wearing a suit. This was not the highly produced show called Li(f)e. Last Friday night, on a small stage in
