"It doesn't get any easier than this" gushed Paul Murin on stage at Phix's 500^th show at the Boulder Theatre.  The cosmic forces bringing this band together for yet another evening of capturing the magic and thrills of Phish's music were evident throughout the jams.  Keyboardist Derek Berg has relocated back to Chicago, started his own side project, a

Someone turned over a large rock and roll subculture over the past three night run at "The Beacon Theater", as "Deadheads", "hippies", and "throwbacks", have resurfaced to see "Bob Weir and Ratdog".  No other band in bluegrass, blues, country, folk, reggae, or rock and roll history, has woven such a distinct counterculture and sense of community, other than "The Grateful Dead", and the bands offshoots.  Known to "Deadheads" as "The Dead", the band's inception began in 1965 in San Francisco, California, from a jugband known as "The Warlocks".

Bobby and Ratdog played the Beacon Theater in New York City the past three nights.  One of our writers, Sharon Abella, was on hand and snapped some photos of the show.  Check back soon for her write-up from the night. And a special thank you to Dennis McNally for his wonderful hospitality.

Enjoy,

The Grateful Web

The word conventional will never apply to a band like Toubab Krewe, that is unless you consider a strange mix of traditional African instruments, electric guitars, two drummers, dancing, and touches of Southern Rock, Jazz, Reggae, and Latin sounds to be normal.  This highly experimental but infectious sound is what has propelled Toubab Krewe into the realm of fan favorites at festivals across America.  Once again I had the

Last summer, shortly after Jason Isbell dissolved his ties with the Drive-by Truckers, I had the opportunity to catch him at another local DC venue, Rock & Roll Hotel.  The small space was packed with Truckers fans eager to hear one of the three voices behind the band, solo, and able to interpret songs as he deemed fit.  Needless to say nobody left disappointed, and the next ti

"It was all about the voice tonight," said Ruthie Foster, the spirited opening act from Texas. She couldn't have been more correct. Walking into the Scottish Rite Auditorium in Collingswood, NJ is an experience in itself. The historic 1930's art deco venue is an extremely intimate theater which holds about 1,000 people in a tight moon shape circle around the stage. The ambiance was perfect for one of the greatest voices alive today.

We've all been there.  It is 11:15 at the music club, and the band you have been excited to see for months still has not taken the stage.  Show time said 9:00 but you have yet to hear any music.  You give a big yawn, and look at your watch again.  Nothing.

Festival season!  I love it, and it is almost upon us.  After viewing the initial lineups for some of the big music festivals I couldn't help but notice the large number of indie rock bands that are sneaking their way into what are usually very jam-heavy celebrations.

When we Yanks think about England, what comes to mind? High tea? Mary Poppins? The Queen Mum? The Stamp Tax? What about gumbo? How about fur-lined bucket hats and matching full length mink coats and platform shoes with the goldfish in the bottom? No? Allow me to spot you three letters and that should be a hint at where I'm headed: "U-N-K."

On August 18th, 2007 at the Tweeter Center in Camden, the sounds of powerful guitar combinations took center stage. Most people who love music equate the summertime with sitting on blanket on a lawn or dancing barefoot on the lawn of an amphitheater and enjoying the fruits of their favorite bands. This is what this show represented for a lot of people. These musicians have been staples to our scene for years, and for the most part, they haven't missed a beat.