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Showgrid Story #5

If you’ve ever listened to or read the name of The Black Angels then you know the color most synonymous with them is, well… black. Not aquamarine or hot pink or yellow or any of the bright happy colors you might see at a Hawaiian luau, but an intimidating, darkness. A blackness. A mean machine of…

Showgrid Story #4

So there I was at a Styx show with a woman who proudly declared she was old enough to be my mother passing me a vape pen and asking if I would suck some dude in the band’s member. A weird question to ask a stranger at a Styx concert on a chilly Saturday night in May. Really, just a weird question…

Showgrid Story #3

We might get a little corny this morning. I had already written a piece about my experience at the Charles Bradley concert last week, but my laptop is lying in a hotel room in East Alabama, and thus, I am stuck with a blank slate, a late night ahead of me and heavy thoughts on my mind.

Showgrid Story #1

I found myself in an electronics store late yesterday afternoon buying materials to put a new radio in my car.

Being a person who assembles a weekly newsletter about live music in Nashville, I am constantly noting what is playing where. I am, after all, a professional…