concert: dave hause @ local 506

Yesterday in the course of my evening, the following things occurred: I saw a woman walking a ferret. While I was talking to Trav on the phone between sets, I saw a dude dressed all in black, hood up, big black combat boots, denim vest with the Misfits logo sewn on the back, walking down Franklin Street…

concert: rogue band of youth LP release show @ nightlight

Rogue Band Of Youth are part of the Pot Luck Foundation, a loose collective of Triangle musicians who all play in each other’s projects, loosely. They celebrated at the Nightlight last for the release of their debut self-titled LP, and they were fantastic, all melancholy folk ache and echo. Beautiful music, lovely night. Openers were…

promo photos: slingshot cash

Did some promos for the Cowboy and the current configuration of Slingshot Cash last night. Did I rig up an outdoor light for that porch shot with medical tape and a slightly busted floor lamp? You bet your ass I did.

concert: wild moccasins @ local 506

Houston’s Wild Moccasins were great on Thursday night; smart songwriting and hella mad stage presence. Loved loved their set. But damn it’s been a while since the 506 was a sucking black hole pit of no light like that. Didn’t miss it.

review: epiphanie bags “sydney”

I have been engaged in a long battle to find the perfect camera bag / purse — and over the winter, I finally resigned myself to the fact that I really needed a camera bag, and I needed a purse, and those were separate things. A purse I could still shove my camera into if…

concert: typhoon w/ PHOX and wild ones @ cat’s cradle

I started crying two and a half minutes into Typhoon’s set and didn’t stop until they finished playing. It was was an extraordinarily beautiful show, White Lighter is even more powerful live, the crowd was incredibly into the set, and when I took my earplugs out at the end of “Young Fathers”, mid set, for…

the first album i ever bought: michael jackson – bad

The First Album I Ever Bought is an occasional guest post series where friends, family, and strangers talk about, well, the first album they ever bought. A new piece runs (almost) every Wednesday, and sometimes more often. If you’d like to submit, please see the guidelines here. My friends at This Is American Music are…

poem: vii (wendell barry)

VII (Wendell Barry) I know I am getting old and I say so, but I don’t think of myself as an old man. I think of myself as a young man with unforeseen debilities. Time is neither young nor old, but simply new, always counting, the only apocalypse. And the clouds —no mere measure or…

show previews: what a week

It’s been a while since I’ve been to a show — a combination of bad weather and laziness has compounded it. But hot damn if there isn’t an amazing four days in a row just in Chapel Hill (and Carrboro, mostly in Carrboro) where I can tell you go and watch some live music. Tuesday 3/18: Typhoon w/…