(Editor's note: LeBron sucks.)
First up this week is new music from Conner Youngblood. You're getting Conner Youngblood for three reasons. The principal reasons are the banjo and the harp. Pretty much anything that incorporates a banjo and a harp is going to get the greenlight from me. Are there two stringed instruments that carry as much subtext as the banjo and the harp? The banjo, with its workman's crust of murder ballads and land chanteys; the harp, with its gauzy, elvish glaze of wispiness? Youngblood shackles these two unlikely bedfellows together and it's sweet. Tack on his breathy vocals and you've got a track that I'm humming in the grocery store. The third reason you're hearing Conner Youngblood today is Rob Lowe. Exactly.
We saw Dr. Dog a couple of weeks ago. We paid cash money to see them, so we do not feel beholden to a full length review. Plus, you already know how we feel about Dr. Dog. They are amazing on record and they are amazing live. The stuff from Shame, Shame makes more sense to me now; I'm ready to call that record a success. The old material just gets tighter and tighter every time we see the band. They also busted out a couple of new joints which were mind numbingingly good. Two of those tracks ("Take Me Into Town" and "Nobody Knows Who You Are") turned up on Record Store Day. They're both tip top. You can track down both from Dr. Dog, but we'll lob one 'atcha in good faith. We've also got a classic live cut. (It's a sing I've not yet heard live, which bums me out.) Enjoy.