I like making playlists. They’re mostly Americana, Rock, Alt-Country, Nashville bands, you know, the suff we like around here.
Maybe you’ll find some new (or old) gem here. That’s the idea.
Smokey dive bars often have kick ass jukebox. Here’s my ideal one.
Only bands you can actually catch at the Five Spot or smoking on the patio at Mickey’s.
Sometimes all you need are a few more minutes for one last song.
Your Americana soundtrack when you’re sad and drunk and possibly sitting next to the toilet.
Southern sass and country irony.
The twang, the guitars and the indie feel. That’s basically the basic Americana recipe.