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by Jason Earle
Even when Jason Isbell was a hard drinking rabble rouser, his songs were drenched in love and nuance. Enter sobriety, and the
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by Jason Earle
It’s 4:30 p.m. on a Sunday at Will’s Pub and Banditos has just opened with “Golden Grease.” The song’s
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by Jason Earle
Wilco’s frontman and genius tunesmith Jeff Tweedy is back in the producer’s booth after two brilliant efforts with the
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by Jason Earle
Pete Holmes spends two hours a week talking to wildly interesting people – comedians, musicians, theologians, and
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by Jason Earle
The human brain wants to categorize and connect things. We think metaphorically from an early age. We insist on making
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by Jason Earle
No one ever sets out to fall in love. It just happens. You meet through a mutual friend, or at a church function, or a bar, and
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by Jason Earle
“Blood and Justice,” was the second tune that Jacksonville-based Outlaw Bluegrass Band, Grandpa’s Cough Medicine, played
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by Jason Earle
Roadkill Ghost Choir’s mid-afternoon set at Gasparilla Music Festival reminded me of seeing Radiohead ten years ago–the
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by Jason Earle
Sex, Music, and Sports– three topics about which ambivalence seems nearly impossible to me. Reasonable folks can differ
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by Jason Earle
The National Football League is an enormous business dominated by major corporate sponsors. Pepsi, Coca Cola, Budweiser,
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by Jason Earle
I took Monday off in anticipation of the craziness that is a Cory Branan and Jon Snodgrass show–two bad ass songwriters who