So no Monday Hideout show.
Tomorrow, or tonight, depending on when you're reading, but in either event April 17, 2015, I'll be doing something at the great west-suburban roadhouse in Berwyn that I rarely do there: my own thing. The standard presentation that I give when traveling to other towns, or now and again at the Old Town School or the Hideout in Chicago, is a quartet or quintet that plays stuff from my own records! My Monday night series may have obscured this fact, with its weird themes and tributes and collabs, but I have actual records out, full of songs I composed right out of my own head. They're country songs, a lot of them, these days, based on experience and age, and fleshed out with fiddle and string bass and some other things. On Friday the added flesh will be, just as it was last weekend in Wisconsin: Shad Cobb fiddle, Todd Phillips bass, and Robbie Gjersoe on resonator. We'll do two pretty long sets. If you like my records, or if you just in general like bluegrass and old-school country, you might not be very disappointed.
Robbie Gjersoe and I will play a bunch of new compositions of mine, many of which are in the running for my next Bloodshot release, which I'm tracking the week following. Since the songs are mostly quiet and 100 people in a bar aren't, we're capping attendance at 60 and pre-selling tickets for this one; so if this is the kind of thing that interests you, I recommend buying in advance. Everyone will be seated, and no tapers, audio or video.
As a tribute to my father-in-law, who on CBS-TV's Amazing Race program remarked to my son admiringly of a fellow contestant, "She's a smart girl -- she went to one of those falutin' colleges," I will be falutin' around the midwest this weekend with 4 other smart fellows. There's Robbie Gjersoe, the goofball multi-instrumentalist and Rodney Dangerfield impersonator, who is going to play resonator guitar this outing; Todd Phillips, bassist and co-founder of such enterprises as the David Grisman Quintet and the Tony Rice Unit; Shad Cobb, radically unassuming fiddler whose musical chops are matched only (symmetrically speaking) by his computer expertise; and Don Stiernberg, of whom -- enough!
We'll be in Milwaukee Friday, at Shank Hall, then on to Stoughton Wis.'s pretty opera house on Saturday. In Stoughton we could use a few more tickets sold, if you don't mind. Email for them here:
On Sunday our show in Peoria is, I'm fairly sure, private. Then on Monday we're over to the Hideout. Our set there will be heavy on songs I wrote, but we'll also do quite a few bluegrass songs and off-the-cuff stuff. I've seldom worked my residency with four players so heavy, so please come and clap and offer diet tips.
Farther on down the road, I'll be playing with a trio at Jammin' Java of Vienna, Virginia (outside D.C.), and this estimable club is interested in bolstering its bottom line with your advance-ticket cash infusions. If you're thinking of coming to this one, please just go ahead and buy tickets while you're thinking, and decide later. The link is:
Today is my beloved son Preston's 18th birthday. He's got to choose in the next couple of weeks among four colleges that have accepted his dogeared application: Bennington, Bard, Berklee, and Lewis and Clark. If any readers have personal experience with any of those institutions that might bear on his consideration, holler! Meanwhile Preston will be noodling on a sleek mahogany Guild guitar that I bought for him at Evanston's Guitar Works yesterday.
UPDATE: Our Sunday Peoria house show is in fact open to all rubberneckers. For more information please contact Brad at firstname.lastname@example.org .
Scott Stevenson, he of the outsized brain and intrepid fingers, has invited me to be a part of his Chicago all-star salute to Richard Thompson this Friday night. The master songwriter-musician turns 65 or 66, I forget which, on a date not far from this Friday night. I'd be happy to play these great songs on an excuse twice as thin.
I think I'm late to the Brennan Leigh party, not having heard her or heard of her until last March when we got to sing some impromptu duets at an equally impromptu night slashing out honky-tonkers with Rosie Flores at Ginny's Little Longhorn in Austin. I had a great time harmonizing with her, and when I saw she was playing within a few hours of Chicago this April, I made my move. Brennan will be my special guest on Monday, and if you like Texas music and old country, I'm confident you'll enjoy spending Monday night in our company. We'll sing Louvins and other standard and semi-standard duet fare, and I believe she and her husband, Noel, will also do some music from her records. Vote yes for high lonesome!