A Life…Well, Lived.

By on Jan 20, 2016 in Reviews |

I gauge a book by how fast I’m reading it. If I’m meandering my way through, plodding along, reading but not digesting and not thinking much about during the day, then it’s a good book. Meh. It won’t enhance my life in the long run. If it’s a book that I’m slowing myself down from finishing, cutting my nighttime reading sessions short so I can chase the rush the next night, then it’s a book I’ll return to again and again. Like Tiger Man, it’s a Winner! Ray Wylie Hubbard, the longtime Americana recording artist from Texas, wrote a memoir like that called, “A Life…Well, Lived.” It’s a fantastic, honest, unique read, this 174 page trip through Ray’s life in and out of music. The book is broken down into three styles of text. One is the lyrics to his songs, which read likes poems. Another looks like posts off Facebook written by E.E. Cummings with a rambling feel to them. The other are...

Walkin’ The White Moon

By on Jun 9, 2015 in Reviews |

Walker Smith has a few things going for him, musically. A nearly flawless voice. That’s one. Seemingly effortless in his command, riding a bed of lyrics that arrive only by someone well read. Walker can play guitar, pick in the right spots, create a rhythm, give birth to a song, then deliver it to a crowd like a young Jackson Browne. He’s that good, folks. And he’s got his first CD out called White Moon. Fourteen songs, half of which are perfect for taking it down on a Wednesday night when you can fall backwards and simply drift away. The other half you stand for, then rock and tap, rock and tap. I listened to White Moon back to front, for some reason that’s just how it loaded. So, after hearing the last track first, “Olive’s Lullaby,” I announced to myself that this was the perfect opener. The moaning of steel behind a steady chord allows Walker to “make the wind sound like its...

All Connected

By on May 7, 2015 in Reviews | 2 comments

Like steam rolling off a mug of hot coffee on a perfect May morning, the opening song on Paul Hubert’s new CD won’t just enhance your chances of a successful day. It’ll also make the beans taste that much better. “Fiddle Head Rag” is the first cut off “All Connected” and it’s simply gorgeous. An instrumental performed solo by the retired teacher from Ashland who never seems to be without his pork pie hats. But you can’t noodle around all day (don’t want the coffee getting cold), so Hubert moves on. He gets to singing on “Come By” and it sounds like an invitation to a party, whereas “Get Along Home” is really just a long goodbye. Hurbert is heading home to the “gal he loves so much.” Towards the end of the song I thought of Rick Danko from the Band wiggling back and forth playing the fiddle....