Last week, the owner of a spare ticket to Friday's sold-out Felice Brothers concert at the Rock & Roll Hotel held an essay contest on Craigslist to determine a worthy recipient. The winner, as it turned out, is a local journalist and longtime friend of the City Paper. I swear there was no fix, it [...]
Morning, folks!
The mysterious purveyor of the Felice Brothers golden-ticket essay contest named a winner Friday. I’ll share the winning essay here later today, but here’s a taste of the author’s pathos at work:
I don't know how I missed out. But don't make me sit at home alone on Friday night, listening to Adventures of the [...]
It was a good year to be young and bearded. A good decade, really. The aughts kicked off with the release of O Brother, Where Art Thou?, whose soundtrack opened the eyes of at least one generation to the pleasures of underproduced plucking and simple melodies; and ended with three harbingers of the so-called "indie [...]
“Hey, there’s an interview goin’ on in here, asshole!” James Felice calls out the door of the Winnebago in the direction of guitar music. His brother Ian is strumming outside with a wild-eyed, fu-manchu’ed man named Searcher, who is singing along in falsetto.
Searcher pokes his head through the passenger’s side window. “Hey, you don’t need [...]
When Levon Helm and The Band hosted a five-hour send-off concert in 1976, it was a musical event of mythic proportions. The Band and its guests—among them Bob Dylan, Neil Young, and Joni Mitchell—were torchbearers of the American folk revival. And though it might be overly dramatic to say the movement “ended” with The Last [...]
