Chris Smither always manages to sound real on his records. Like he's living the songs he sings every day. In a sense, that's exactly what the 50-year-old acoustic bluesman is doing—living the very truths he sets to music. Smither's childhood wasn't unpleasant, but it wasn't stable either. His parents, both university professors, moved the family from Miami to Ecuador to Texas to New Orleans to Paris back to New Orleans, all by the time Smither was 13 years old and already fascinated by music.
Another March has passed, and with it another installment of the South By Southwest Music Festival in Austin, Texas, where several of us go every year to scout the newest, coolest bands. OK, we all see a few older cool bands, too, but most of the reason we go every year is to give you a brief preview of bands to watch when we get back. Plus, it keeps us from killing ourselves (and each other) the remaining months of the year. Here we go with SXSW 2004 Top 10:
Bobby Boulders says you ought to jump off and report to the gravel pit. Though such instructions may seem mysterious to the casual observer, we're pretty sure the dude means you ought to ch-check out Wu-Tang Wednesdays at Dialogue Brewing. During such chokin', smokin' and hopin' times you can guarantee to get your fill of OG, old school hip-hop as well as classic jams by those fine fellows from Staten Island. There are two sessions left, dear readers, on Dec. 19 and Dec. 26. Beginning at 7pm—and for free—you can trust DJ Zemo-G to do you and your homies right with tuneage that kills all evil whilst promoting a danceable, jewel-encrusted future. Drinking some of the finest barley pop in town might help you fill your tank, too. You know what I'm saying, right? Step into the groove, right now, boo. Plus, There's no cover for this 21+ hip-hop party; that's what I'm talking about!