This album landed in my inbox over the weekend and I couldn’t get it downloaded and playing fast enough.

Joey Kneiser is the lead singer of the Murfreesboro, Tennessee based Americana outfit, Glossary. While Glossary is currently prepping their new album, Feral Fire, for a February 2, 2010 release Joey decided to offer up his brand new solo album, The All-Night Bedroom Revival, for free download. It’s a must get for any Glossary fan and a great intro for anyone wondering who in the hell we’re raving about.

Joey Kneiser – Adelina
Joey Kneiser – Bruised Ribs


Though this album came out early in 2009, it took her coming through town for me to decide to check the cd out. I’m not sure what I was expecting when I put the cd in my car but it certainly isn’t what I got.

What I got was 11 tracks of lyrics piled high with dark overtures and melancholy undertones riding on top of a country/rock bounce and shuffle musical accompaniment. While the music and songs themselves are good enough, it’s Samantha’s voice itself that I find truly captivating. Her voice and enunciation somehow manage to be both odd and completely captivating at the same time. In fact, her diction is so unusual that I was taken aback to find out she’s from Oklahoma rather than some far off country.

As I said earlier, this album has been out for quite sometime and there are plenty of reviews out there for you to read from Rolling Stone to The New York Times and our good internet friends over at Love Shack Baby are probably the biggest Samantha Crain fans I know of, so if you want more words go check all of them out. Me, I’m just gonna bow out with some sounds:

Samantha Crain & The Midnight Shivers – Devil’s In Boston
Samantha Crain & The Midnight Shivers – Scissor Tales
Samantha Crain & The Midnight Shivers – Rising Sun

Samantha Crain & The Midnight Shivers’ Official Site, Samantha Crain & The Midnight Shivers on lala, Buy Songs In The Night

I listen to a lot of music. A lot of music. I can’t speak for AIV or Romeosidvicious, but the list of records I’d like to review for Ninebullets is about three miles long, and that’s before I’ve sorted through anything that’s been submitted for review (AIV handles the bulk of that, so his workload is exponentially larger). Point is, sometimes a record slips through the cracks. In the interest of trying to cover a few more bases, and inspired by AIV’s recent 140-character Twitter reviews, I introduce to you a new Ninebullets feature: Two Sentence Reviews.

The Cave Singers | Welcome Joy (Matador, August 17, 2009)
Beard rock that’s far less grating than Iron and Whine. Plenty of Neil Young influence, which is rarely a bad thing.

The Cave Singers – At The Cut

The Maldives | Listen to the Thunder (Mt. Fuji, September 15, 2009)
The Maldives, another unshaven Seattle outfit, made the best country record you didn’t hear in 2009. Gram and Hillman would be proud.

The Maldives – Tequila Sunday

Vic Chesnutt | At the Cut (Constellation, September 22, 2009)
Chesnutt’s second collaboration with members of Silver Mt. Zion, Godspeed You Black Emperor! and Fugazi is a smoldering, albeit molasses-paced, gem. It’s uneven, but worth it; find me a Chesnutt record that ain’t.

Vic Chesnutt – Concord Country Jubilee

Kris Kristofferson | Closer to the Bone (New West, September 29, 2009)
Slightly underwhelming, stripped-down release from one of the greatest songwriters alive. Well worth it for Stephen Bruton’s (R.I.P.) appearance alone.

Kris Kristofferson – Closer To The Bone

Them Crooked Vultures | S/T (DGC, November 17, 2009)
Grohl, Homme and John Paul Jones rumble through thirteen thinly veiled Zeppelin homages. Enjoyable for what it is, didn’t blow my dress up.

Them Crooked Vultures – New Fang

Autopsy IV Note: Here are the two 140 Character Reviews I’ve done so far:

Beck: Songs of Leonard Cohen – If you see Beck anytime soon…please punch him the face for this release.

Beck – Suzzanne

Blakroc – Blakroc: shit start. strong strong STRONG finish.


Blakroc – Ain’t Nothing Like You (Hoochie Coo) (feat. Jim Jones & Mos Def)

Any of you talented readers wanna make a graphic for this feature?


This weekend managed to prove once again that I am getting too old to party like a rock star two nights in a row. The whole thing began Friday night where I set out to, and I quote myself here, “get Lucero drunk”, and I am happy to announce that the mission was a complete success. The trade off of that is that recollection of the show is slightly hazy. A lot of the reviews I read leading up to Lucero’s show here were about the crowd. That frat boy concentration levels were reportedly getting dangerously high, but I didn’t really notice it being a problem here in Tampa. That said, the only complaint about the show would have to have been the crowd, but it was a completely expected complaint. See, as a bands popularity and attending crowds grow, the devotion level of the crowd begins to get diluted. While there was no shortage of people at Czar who where there to be seen rather than to see Lucero, they didn’t hurt the quality of what was happening on the stage, so let’s talk about that…and horns.

The band arrived in town in better spirits, shape, and sanity than I’ve ever seen them. That said, the band has a reputation to uphold here in Florida and as the band took the stage the whiskey river started flowing. The band ran through a nice mix of tracks from the new album (with their newly integrated horns) and songs from the new album, 1372 Overton Park. The first twenty feet off the stage were the usual suspects you’d see at a Lucero show, glasses raised, eyes a little glazed and singing every word as if they were the backup singers. My night ended with a stirring version of “Mom” ’cause my wife (and designated driver) had to be at work quite early the next morning, but I stumbled out of Czar drunkenly slurring about how good the band sounded and promptly passed out in the truck. For the uninitiated, that means the show was a complete success.

Lucero – The Devil and Maggie Chascarillo (from their Daytrotter Session)
Lucero – Can’t Feel A Thing (from their Daytrotter Session)

YOU CAN SEE PLENTY MORE PICTURES FROM THE LUCERO SHOW HERE.


I am blessed with the inability to get a hangover. It’s a blessing and a curse, but I woke up Saturday morning no worse for wear and started getting ready for Have Gun Will Travel. The group I was supposed to be going to HGWT with slowly declined as the day wore on since most of my friends are not immune to hangovers, and by the time I needed to leave my group had dwindled to being just me. I worried that the Lucero show the night before was gonna have a similar effect on others, making HGWT’s show a sparsely attended event, but those worries we quickly put aside as the crowd continued to grow while Lauris Vidal and Whiskey Gentry played their sets.

I have to admit I missed all of Lauris Vidal and about half of Whiskey Gentry due to interviewing Whiskey Gentry and Have Gun over at Fuma Bellas (look for those to be posted next week) during the concert. I was very excited to see Whiskey Gentry, having known Lauren (singer) from her previous band, Missy Secret and the Gossip Keepers. Whiskey Gentry was way more uptempo, eschewing the “old time country” sound for a bluegrass element. I was told that they were trying to work out an arrangement with HGWT that would get them down this way more often and take HGWT up to Atlanta on a more regular basis. Hopefully that will work out, ’cause these guys had the vibe and energy that could make them become the new Weary Boys for New World. Anyone who ever came to a Weary show at New World knows what I am talking about.

Up next were the stars of the party, Have Gun Will Travel, and by now the crowd had reached the point where I was nothing short of proud of Tampa. The band noticed it too, managing to comment on how awesome it was multiple times throughout the night. Speaking of awesome, HGWT was nothing short of awesome on that Saturday night, playing every song off their new album, Postcards From The Friendly City (call me crazy but I think they played one twice), and all the crowd’s favorites from their previous album, Casting Shadows Tall As Giants. The band played well into the night and the crowd stuck with them through the whole show. I can honestly say that I was not ready for the show to be over as the band walked off stage, which is a rarity for me since it was two in the morning and I still had a 30 minute drive home. I think that’s honestly the highest compliment I can pay the show, that when it was over I wanted more. They’ll be playing around the area quite a bit in the coming weeks/months in support of the cd. You should make a point to catch them a couple of times, they truly one of Tampa’s treasures.

Have Gun Will Travel – Wolf In Shepherd’s Clothes
Have Gun Will Travel – Ol’ Death Rattle
Have Gun Will Travel – Soles Of Our Shoes


YOU CAN SEE PLENTY MORE PICTURES FROM THE HAVE GUN SHOW HERE

Nov 182009


In a perfect journalistic world, every review is either an unabashed rave about a life-defining record or a scathing pan, solidifying [insert band/album] as [insert hyperbolic insult]. That’s how we want it – that’s how I want it, anyway – black and white. Challenge me, that’s fine, that’s encouraged, but make it either good or bad, please.

But, such is rarely the case. As anyone who’s more than just a casual listener of music knows, records are rarely either astounding or disgusting; usually they’re somewhere in-between. Such is the case with the new live set from Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. The two-DVD, one-CD package is culled from the band’s performances in Berlin, Dublin, and Glasgow from their 2007 tour in support of Baby 81. While songs like the pulsating “Weapon of Choice” (from Baby 81) and the smoldering “Mercy” (an outtake from the fantastic Howl) capture a warts-and-all rock ‘n’ roll band shedding pretense to simply play, the record gets bogged down by the likes of “Dirty Old Town” (they played it because they were in Ireland, get it?!) and “Six Barrel Shotgun” (among several terribly-titled songs in the BRMC catalogue).

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club Live is not a great record, but is by no stretch of the imagination an awful record. For the BRMC completest, it’s a very nicely packaged document of the band on tour, but for the casual fan, it likely won’t warrant more than a few cursory listens, serving mostly as a reminder that you haven’t put Howl on the turntable in too long.

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club – Weapon of Choice
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club – Mercy

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club’s Official Site, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club on myspace, Buy Black Rebel Motorcycle Club: Live