The constant relaunches and various iterations spanning multiple genres, spectacularly failing and then being reconstituted into something “new” will give you whiplash just reading about it.
Nashville has a choice, and it’s one with major implications on how the city will be perceived heading into the future, its economic viability as a tourist destination, and how the musicians of Nashville are supported.
Captain Augustus “Gus” McCrae, Colonel Kilgore, Consigliere Tom Hagen, ol’ Mac Sledge, and so many more. These are the fictional characters that all feel larger than life to us thanks to Robert Duvall.
Jelly Roll is finally starting to experience the widespread scrutiny his life, career, and music has deserved for a few years now. But it’s coming in a very unusual, and frankly, misguided manner.
It struck me that the vast majority of people were discussing an album and an artist they had heard little to no music from. The first and foremost rule of music criticism is that you have to listen to the material.
The sum total of country’s participation in the 3 1/2 hour show was the 4 minute, 44 second performance. While voting and Grammy membership is not entirely in the Grammy’s control, the performances are.
This year, the Super Bowl will have two halftime performances, which in truth means that it will have no true halftime performance because neither will command the universal audience it needs to bring people together.
Only appropriate that as the recently svelte Jelly Roll sauntered up to the stage to deliver his shake shack snake oil sermon, you heard Jelly Roll singing via the walk-up music, “I ain’t nothin’ but a liar.”
If you grew up in America, you knew the drill every February in public school. But unless your teachers were willing to buck the published material on Black history, country music was never mentioned.
The concern many Americans now hold is when these extrajudicial killings could come for members of their community, or someone they know. But the truth is for country music and Nashville, it already did.
Taylor Swift? A Hall of Famer at the age of 36, and for songwriting no less? That’s what the Songwriters Hall of Fame has decreed, with Swift being inducted in the class for 2026.
The life of Gram Parsons was marked by planting country music seeds in fertile ground that would eventually grow into a deeper appreciation for the genre well beyond its conventional borders.
The Ernest Tubb Record Shop closed its doors and cancelled all remaining performances amid a shift in management. This has left the future of the historic business in limbo.
Yes, AI is hitting the saturation point in society that we all feared, especially on places like social media. But it’s all so sloppy and ridiculous and insulting to the intelligence that it’s eating itself from the inside.
Sarah Trahern’s tenure at the CMA wasn’t really marked with any especially remarkable achievements or catastrophic mistakes. She wasn’t really vilified by purists or lauded by the industry.
Bob Weir was critical to the cross genre appeal and the bridge building aspect of The Grateful Dead. Bob Weir was where many rock fans first discovered and realized that country music was cool.
It’s the time of year to consider who might be the inductees into the Country Music Hall of Fame in 2026. A secret committee commissioned by the CMA (Country Music Association) is receiving their final ballots.
You hate to go here because of the rats nest of incited and irrational mindsets it stirs up when a subject even veers near American politics. But this subject sorely deserves some informed and authoritative context.
Lauren Watkins. Girl. Love ya, really do. But this is barking up the wrong tree. About the last thing that planet Earth needs is the return of Bro-Country as a popular music form—and for so many reasons.
As part of Zac Brown’s Sphere show is imagery that some are characterizing as Satanic to the point where a legitimate moral panic has set in with scores of news articles and Christian exposé’s about it.
as bad of an assessment as one might come to about what’s unfolding on the country charts, nothing compares to the monstrosity that is transpiring over in rock. Billie Eilish, Olivia Rodrigo, and Taylor Swift?
You can’t say you didn’t see it coming, and you can’t really say you blame them. It’s hard in country music for women, for duos, for mothers, for performers who want to keep their integrity in tact.
As we near two weeks since the passing of beloved songwriter Todd Snider on November 14th, it seems the questions surrounding his time in Salt Lake City leading up to his death have only grown deeper.
Billy Strings didn’t need to air the personal business of his deceased mother in public. But Billy’s choice to reveal her cause of death shows the wisdom of this young man.