Tag: Dolly Parton

  • Peace Train

    It’s somehow not at all strange that the red states’ most visible anti-war album comes from Dolly Parton, an artist so guileless and girlish, so above reproach, she seems incapable of wounding. Those Were the Days is a bluegrass covers record populated (mostly) by Vietnam-era protest songs hailing from the Peter, Paul and Mary School […]

  • Better Cute Than Quiet

    Deana Carter’s “The Girl You Left Me For,” first track on her excellent The Story of My Life, could be the greatest teenpop single of the decade except that since she’s a c&w woman pushing 40 it won’t go teenpop. But it’s the hookiest, catchiest thing you’ll hear, yeah yeah yeahs and wails, a sob […]

  • Against Interpretation

    Aware that not even Kazaa-impaired boomers will buy the same formula forever, Clive Davis bends the rules on the third annual installment of Rod Stewart’s Great American Songbook series. Co-producer Richard Perry remains, but co-producer Phil Ramone is replaced by Steve Tyrell, a onetime Bacharach-David hand whose standards albums, half-talked in a burred croon, anticipated […]

  • Mohawks, Pink Tentacles, and other flaming creatures

    Blind item: What chic East Village dive is backed by the longtime scenesters who once owned Wonder Bar and who now also have twinkly, très gai Starlight (within stumbling distance on Avenue A)? This designy snug harbor boasts low-wattage lighting that illuminates a raft of cork-covered, shell-like baffles that resemble what famous opera house located […]

  • Music

    THE BRIEFS Off the Charts (Dirtnap) In 2003’s power-pretty punk parade, FM Knives/Exploding Hearts (R.I.P.)/Briefs easily equaled Undertones/Generation X/999 circa 1978-79, but none of them quite managed a Singles Going Steady or Pure Mania (look it up, kids) or Crossing the Red Sea With the Adverts. Seattle’s deliriously voice-cracking Briefs (featur- ing Steve E. Nix!) […]

  • Crazy/Dutiful

    In the world of country and western, fresh new dudes are allowed to become good ol’ boys, George Strait turning out the same record every couple years, Garth keeping pace, and Alan Jackson maintaining a freakin’ concept career about the ethical virtues of going nowhere. But for women, the typical trajectory is quite the opposite. […]

  • Music

    Good Golly Miss Dolly Dolly Parton found Jesus at Irving Plaza last Wednesday night, though he’s absent from the CD she was promoting, Halos and Horns —a non-denominational, New Age blend of mountain roots that borrows from her earlier pop hits and more recent bluegrass forays. Parton may find her way back to radio yet. […]

  • Sonic Euthanasia

    What do you do when your favorite band starts sucking? Stop buying their albums. But what if you can’t, because you’re so into them that you just have to know every note they record, even if it’s unlistenable crap? And you have such a personal connection to this band that skipping their latest release feels […]

  • Old Time Punk & Roll

    Back before 1981, when Minor Threat decided to employ a modified 2/4 oompah as its backbeat and kick in an entire movement of hyper-polka through Marshall stacks and call it “hardcore,” punk rock was basically a sped-up smorgasbord of pub, pop, Slade chants, and powerchord Sabbath-isms. But post-’81, anything that employed the Ramones-Pistols-Vibrators rhythm chassis […]

  • Struggling to the Surface

    Her voice has the tensile strength of a tuning fork, she can sing louder and softer than many who have come before and after her, and she’s the Queen of Remorse. She pushed herself away from duets with country greats and toward interpretations of Jimi Hendrix with 1995’s Wrecking Ball, a sobfest lamenting the limelight, […]