music we love
Allison Moorer: The real deal: the voice, the soul, the story.
Bobby Bare Jr: He’s a strange bird, go on and visit him in Music City.
Corb Lund Band: Coolest Albertan cowboy ever, plus, smart as a pair of starched Wranglers.
Cory Branan: A troubadour for sure. Can spend time in the tall green grass with us any day.
Dale Watson: Too country for country, and we like him that way.
Drag the River - It’s the answer if the question is alternative country. Sounds like country, feels like punk rock.
Hank III: Little bit country, little bit rip-your-face-off screaming punk. Cricket’s future ex-husband.
Jerrod Neimann: The real guy that all guys want to be friends with and all girls want to date.
Josh Ritter: At the intersection between roots and singer-songerwriter, holding down the northwest corner for poetic lyrics.
Kane: They are going to be big. You should be paying attention to them. We are.
Lucero: Bad boys do good music. This is what happens when musical worlds collide.
Lucinda Williams: Real women keep it this real.
Lyle Lovett: What’s to say that just reading his name doesn’t convey?
Old 97s: Like a sunny Saturday morning driving with the top down.
Son Volt: The soundtrack of our youth.
Steve Carlson: You should come around more and hear him play.
Steve Earle: The Bodhisattva of Guitar Picking and Political Righteousness
The Avett Brothers: They fiddled with it, picked at and produced a good sound to hear.
The Jayhawks: It ain’t just music for a rainy day, it’s good music any day.
The V-Roys: Long gone East Tennessee boys, but the music still plays just as good.
Townes Van Zandt: The last hard-core troubadour, you know it.
Two Gallants: Real high lonesome sound, jacked up, broken down and coming to you from the left coast.
Uncle Tupelo: We know they weren’t the first alt.country, but it was a beginning of sorts, right?
Waylon Jennings: C’mon, man. Outlaw. Learn it. Love it.
Whiskeytown: Ryan, you messed up when you left the band.
Willie Nelson: Biodiesel, the tinkle of a bridle, and the whiskey river of our souls.
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