If you are a Deadhead living in SFO, PDX, PHL, BWI, or NYC, I need to talk to you about time and energy. But not in the “How do you get to Carnegie Hall?” tradition of “Practice, Practice, Practice”. Instead, I need to talk to you about the temporal evolution and aggregate electrical output that are quickly molding The Motet’s funkified adaptations of the Grateful Dead songbook into an instant must-see classic.

Amy Ray’s newest solo release Lung of Love expresses the folk elements of Indigo Girls, while allowing Amy to stretch her rocker wings a bit more than she did on last year’s Beauty Queen Sister. She has been called the more edgy half of the duo, and her solo material has always displayed that. Ray is an adept songwriter, known to weave lyrics that stir heavy emotions about serious issues, both political and personal.

What happens when you take little pieces of bluegrass, surf rock, Afro-pop, Spanish flamenco, hip-hop, and blues, and then shake them up in the “Boggle cube” of these North Carolina based artists?  Well, you’ll get ONE of The Toubab Krewe’s songs.  Shake it again, and these same pieces of musical inspiration will form a totally different song, while retaining their distinctive sound.  This outside-the-box approach, combined with creative song writing and a slew of skillfully played instruments, has given them a rep

2012 offers us a lot of mystery, wonder, and spirituality. It induces the end of a great cycle, which brings upon the rebirth of the world to a higher level of consciousness, according to the Maya. Great cycle changes can cause a huge amount of turmoil and change. But, it is all for our greater good.

“I can’t rock without a chandelier…that’s just where I am in life,” joked Wilco front man Jeff Tweedy, commenting on the décor (namely the purple glowing chandeliers) in the Fillmore Auditorium on Thursday night.

Last night the famous Fox Theater hosted a band that has been rapidly finding fame of their own.  Or should we say…infamy? Drawing in an audience from the blustery Boulder wind, The Infamous Stringdusters, warmed us up with a set that left us with no doubt why their ascension to the top of the bluegrass charts has been so rapid.

With the release of his fifth album, Jackie Greene said in an interview that he was tired of being labeled as the “new Dylan.” Now almost four years later with another record under his belt, Greene’s live performance has placed him in a realm outside of the more simple acoustic guitar and harmonica playing solo artist that gave Greene his start.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld Lang syne?

For auld Lang syne, my Jo (or my dear),
for auld Lang syne,
we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld Lang syne.

You always know you’re in for a treat when Reed Foehl takes the stage.  He has been providing an intricate blend of heartfelt soul and smooth jams for more than two decades.  A Boston transplant he quickly gained local fame after moving to Boulder with his former band, Acoustic Junction, in the early nineties.  He has become largely known for his lyrical ability as an artist.  He possesses a talent that is very seldom seen (or heard

Upon hearing that G. Love and Special Sauce planned to ring in 2012 in Boulder, CO’s Fox Theatre, I was initially surprised. A lot of bands generally try to play big holiday and New Years Eve run shows in, or in close proximity to, their hometowns, so it initially seemed odd that G. Love (a.k.a.