Nashville – The Rest of the Story

Alright. Enough dillying and dallying. It’s time to wrap up my Nashville visit double time.
The panels, well the ones I went to concerning mostly marketing, copyright/digital rights and online distribution – where excellent. There was a moment in one of the Friday panels, “Music Business Crash Course: Online Retail” where I dared to mention to A Nashville executive (David Ross, Publisher, Music Row Publications) that maybe part of the dwindling music sales might not be placed solely on nefarious online pirates and might partially be placed on the market finally realizing that the formulaic audio manure being shoveled onto them is, well, shit. As my example I mentioned “Like…Big & Rich.” “I LIKE Big & Rich” Mr. Ross stated matter of factly, though he seemed to me the kind of guy that would only have a country music CD in his BMW ‘s changer only if he was conducting business.

And the music…well, how do you put THAT into words, but I’ll try. There was the Friday Americana Listening Lounge (sort of an unplugged showcase where the complimentary coffee and cookies were set out) I had to squeeze into the capacity crowd to witness newcomer Hayes Carll, Dana Cooper, Jim Lauderdale, Kevin Welch and Texas outlaw legend Ray Wylie Hubbard entertained the crowd with an old style round-robin with Hubbard using Carlll’s guitar on his turn ‘cause he “Left his at home.”
This display was one-upped only by the legendary Marty Stuart and his Fabulous Superlatives at the Mercy Lounge where Marty’s lighting fast licks were matched by the man that that would win the AMA award for Best Instrumentalist the next night, Kenny Vaughn.
And that leads me to the AMA Award ceremony at the legendary church of Country Music, the Ryman Auditorium. Legends abound and each either presented with hysterical yarns. Vince Gill presenting Rodney Crowell with the lifetime achievement award reminisced about a time he was puking drunkenly in front of his kids sitting in the back of his truck said Crowell stuck his finger down his throat to make it appear normal. Gill remembers Crowell telling his kids “Daddy’s just tired.” Now THAT’S a buddy to count on!

The real surprise of the eve was Charlie Daniels getting the First Amendment Center/ from the typically left-of-center Americana Music Association Spirit Of Americana” Free Speech Award. (past winner of the award were Steve Earle and Kris Kristofferson.) I’m all for differing points of view/the big tent etc. etc. some deserving twangified-Righties might be Kix Brooks (from the country Hall and Oates act – Brooks and Dunn) or Merle Haggard. But giving it to Daniels? This is a bit like giving a Edward R. Murrow Award to Rush Limbaugh.

Redemption was eventually achieved when the Austin-based singer/songwriter, James McMurtry (son of “Lonesome Dove” author Larry McMurtry) received of Album of the Year for his release “Childish Things” and the Song of the Year for “We Can’t Make it Here;” McMurtry was late to pick up the second award and he confessed being tardy due to having a cocktail across the alley at Tootsies Orchid Lounge.
There was more Leftie vibes at the end of the night when most of the night’s entertainers filled the stage at the end for a rousing version of “Blowing in the Wind.” It was a great ending as the sound filled that air and that compulsively genre interloper Elvis Costello looking for an open mic somewhere….anywhere.

AMA Conference – Tuesday, 19th

After arriving in Nashville on Tuesday I was dismayed to discover there were no more rental cars to be had on site without a prior reservation. Three years in New York City has skewed my expectations on public transportation and led to my piss poor planning and not booking a car earlier.

Mt Uncle Tony Lane picked me up on this beautiful, sunny Tennessee day in his big, black Tacoma truck. Agter a detour to his home, my Uncle, who is a local songwriter (Trace Adkins, George Strait, to name couple) and I headed over to the 3rd & Lindsley Bar & Grill to get a beer and wait for some old friends of his from high-school to fly in from Dallas on their personal plane to eat some BBQ. We caught a show by a friend of Tony’s and had some good old Shiner (Not available in New York, though Lone Star is. Go figure.)

The BBQ place was closed on Tuesdays so we headed up a street a way and ate at a great hole-in-the-wall Tex-Mex joint advertising the “Best Margaritas” (they weren’t.) The food was greasy good, they had a killer Mexican shrimp cocktail and the good old boys reminisced about late nights in Dallas bars.

Later that night I was lucky enough to attend a guitar pull at the legendary Bluebird Café. Besides my Uncle Tony there was Victoria Banks (“Saints and Angels”), Dave Turnbull (“If Something Should Happen”) and Dallas Davidson (“Honkytonk Badonkadonk.”)

The Bluebird is a very ordinary place in a strip mall a little out of town. It looks like the type of place your Grandparents might take you for breakfast when you visit (assuming Grandma’s not up for cooking.) The Bluebird and the crowd that comes to hear the performers are all about the music. Theirs is absolutely NO TALKING during the songs. No “blah blah blah” as some poor girl or guy with a guitar tries to pour their heart out as a crowd of drunken idiots use them as background music. This was a music lover’s Xanadu.

After that, how could it possibly get batter? How about a round of beer and tequila at the Corner Bar with the Bluebird performers and Gary Hannon, a South African and great guy that penned the #1 Joe Nichols hit “Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off.”

Yeah, I know that the Americana community at large has a certain disdain for pop-country, but the songwriters that work for the machine are as authentic and passionate about their craft as any folkster.

The night was young (1 am), but I needed my sleep for the conference.

 

Nashville Bound

So as I said a while back I’m going to be heading to Nashville to spend some quality time with my Uncle Tony Lane, (here comes the bragging) a singer/songwriter on Music Row that has written songs for Lee Ann Womack and George Strait among others, and his wonderful family and to attend the Americana Music Conference. This is going to be a great week.

I’ve never been to Nashville and am looking forward to visiting legendary joints like the Ryman Auditorium (home of the original Grand ‘Ol Opry) The Bluebird Café (where legends come to try out their tunes) and, of course, the Country Music Hall of Fame. And I can’t wait to get to see so many great performances (Rosanne Cash. Elvis Costello and Allen Toussaint, Alejandro Escovedo, Jon Langford, Tres Chicas and Ray Wylie Hubbard just to name a few.)

If you’re going to the conference and would like to meet for a drink drop me a line. I’ll be checking email on and off and will try and post from the road, but you know how these things go. If I can’t post from there I’ll wrap up when I get back to New York.

The Americana Music Conference

The Americana Music Conference is happening on Sept 20-22 in Nashville with lots of workshops, parties and over 130 artists playing including atists such as Dave Alvin; Elvis Costello and Allen Toussaint; Alejandro Escovedo; the Cherryholmes; the Derailers; Ruthie Foster; James Hunter; Kieran Kane, Kevin Welch and Fats Kaplin; Jim Lauderdale; Claire Lynch; Delbert McClinton; James McMurtry; Buddy Miller; Mindy Smith; Marty Stuart and his Fabulous Superlatives; Paul Thorn Band; Tony Joe White and more than 120 more!

I’m attempting to attend as the lone delegate from Twang Nation, I mean how can I turn down meeting the man who personally built Chet Atkins’s own guitars (Gibson Luthier) and tips on pimping your chaps, okay I made that one up. Be there!