Why Aren't You Listening to These Guys?!

Hellbound Glory "You Better Hope You Die Young"

Mike and I got to see them twice last weekend in Kansas.

I wasn't expecting to be one of, like, only 5 people in the bars who knew their songs. And I wasn't expecting to hear tons of covers.

I figured they had some type of following--and they probably do in some places. 

But they should have a following in every place in the damn world.

This is real  country music. Amazing story telling, great melodies, excellent playing...truly living out the songs. (Really, they do!) Anyone who says they like country music should be a huge fan of Hellbound Glory.

They pay tribute to classic country: The Hanks, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash...while sounding fresh and original at the same time.

The shows were great--and the second night they recognized us and asked us to hang out.

SO COOL!

We talked about bad tattoos, gangster rap, and movies. I felt kinda awkward...I didn't really know what to say to them. Oh, and I totally dorked out a bit. ("Omigosh you are such a great songwriter...I appreciate what you do so much...blah, blah blah.") Mike says I didn't make too much of a fool of myself!

This isn't a concert review. It's me wanting to help. To be a part of music I believe in.

One of my favorite bloggers has already said what I want to say better:

"The fact that Hellbound Glory, as big as they may be in certain circles, is still a relative unknown, is the clearest evidence I can procure that country music has no idea what it’s doing, and has no working system in place to mine and develop talent. At the least BMI and ASCAP should be shuttling suits out to Reno to poach Leroy (Virgil--lead singer)’s brain for this high Sierra gold that would instantly raise the bar of songwriting in the mainstream country world."

 --The Triggerman

Seriously...Leroy Virgil has that songwriting gift from God. I could go on forever about it. These masterpieces are not written in a Nashville office. The reference: real life. Not marketing demographic spreadsheets.

Hellbound Glory is planning to release a new album this year. Produced by Shooter Jennings. Called 'Merica.

That's your cue, Team America fans!

The new songs they performed made me SO pumped for what's in store!

I want to do what I can to be a loyal fan of this band. To spread the word. To bring them to Springfield and get them in front of people who appreciate good music.

Thanks for sticking with me through my rambling adoration. I could go on, I could get all over dramatic...but I won't. I'll just say that if you don't like Hellbound Glory...

You don't like country music. In fact, you don't have a soul.

Okay, maybe I'll be a little bit over dramatic.

Hellbound Glory "Hank Williams Records"

I Had it Made in Manhattan

 

 

Last weekend, my handsome husband and I went on a little road trip to Manhattan...Kansas, that is.

 

It was about a 5 hour drive...worth it for 2 nights away from home, and 2 nights of Hellbound Glory.

 

I have already written about this band...but that was before I saw them live. And met them. Yeah, that's right.

So, they get another post from me!

First... a bit about our trip...

In case you are wondering...yes, we pretty much just made the trip to see Hellbound Glory 2 nights in a row. There's not really a ton to do in Manhattan. But, as a lifelong Springfield, Missourian, I found myself pretty jealous of Manhattan's downtown college district, Aggieville. 

Aggieville is a super cute, busy, energetic little place. It's fun, quirky...and not peppered with run-down, empty buildings.

I pretty much ranted for an hour Friday night...wondering why downtown Springfield isn't that alive.

Any city's downtown is its heart. Where you'll find a place like Nonna's...instead of an Olive Garden, Staxx instead of a Forever 21. I feel like Springfield deserves better. It deserves more great places like the ones I just mentioned.

I blame the 2006 "bar ban" for a big part of downtown's decline. Several venues closed because of that decision. Now, no one younger than 21 is allowed in businesses that make a majority profit on alcohol sales.

 

No disrespect to downtown Springfield... or any of the people who are working to make it a fun, exciting place. There may be some "grass is always greener" attitude in what I'm saying. Manhattan is also a smaller town, so maybe it's a more tight-knit place, and everyone goes out together on the weekends.

One more thing: This anti-anxiety med-popping gal hasn't been so relaxed in...uh...years? I don't know why a 2 1/2 day road trip was just what I needed to get a break from being on the brink of a panic attack several times a day...and stomach knots that strike like clockwork at 5:30 every morning, but it was.

It was such a relaxing trip. Pretty much all we did was sleep and eat (cheaply).

Well, that, and kick it up to some of the best music out there. And meet Hellbound Glory. Did I mention that? Yeah...yeah, I did. Okay.

More on THAT--and my brush with what is, in my mind, country music genius-- is coming a bit later.

Peace!

"Why You Gotta Be So Mean?"

I was sleeping during most of the Grammy Awards Sunday night. I woke up just in time to see Jennifer Hudson's stirring tribute to Whitney Houston...whatever Nicki Minaj did...and Adele being all adorable and British.

Monday morning one of our local news stations posted something like this:

"Tell Us! Taylor Swift dissed Branson last night while singing her song "Mean" at the Grammy's. She mentioned being "washed up in Branson." How do you feel about it? Is she getting a little too big for her britches?"

 And so it began...

Everyone picked up on, and "weighed in" on this...

I don't think anyone bothered to actually listen to the song:

It's at about the 2:50 mark...Allegedly she says "washed up in Branson."

To which I say...um, no.

The lyric is "washed up and ranting about the same old bitter thing..."

I clearly hear a "t" all up in there. RanTing. Or, rather, "rantin.'" Either way, T-Swift is not dissing the family-music capitol of the country. Andy Williams can rest easy and the Haygoods can get their fiddle strings out of a bunch.

Besides: "washed up in Branson 'bout the same old bitter thing." That might make sense if Justin Moore was singing it, but most of Taylor's lyrics are actually, you know, semi-intelligent.

I'm not a Taylor Swift fan. I don't hate her. She's not country. But she doesn't offend me.

I'll keep my opinions about sensationalism and research and newsy matters to myself.

So...let's all just calm it on down, and read the more juicy conspiracy theory behind "Mean:" whether or not it was written about one of my favorite bloggers.

 

Movin' On

I've decided to start a new blog.

Obviously.

I started Livin' in Fast Forward as a wedding blog. I had delusions of grandeur that I was going to be a hit in the alt-wedding blog world. Seriously...it's a whole world. But when we got around to marryin' time, I didn't really care if a bunch of owl-loving, DIY-ers thought I was cool.

So this one is going to have a bit more of a focus. Music, entertainment, culture...social media...ideas, writing, and other things that I love.

I hope to do some thinking, provoke discussion, find some people who love the same things I do, and share some great music.

I plan to do some more tweaking soon, and plan to write often.

So come along on this journey with me!

To close this one out, a song from Waylon Jennings.

  "Don't You Think This Outlaw Bit's Done Got Out of Hand"

Waylon died 10 years ago today. He left us plenty of good stuff to keep our ears happy, and our souls restless. In a good way.

Thanks, Waylon.