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Yellow House Revisited: an Evening with Jason Boland, Cody Canada, and Mike McClure

For the people who didn’t grow up in Texas and Oklahoma in the 90’s and 00’s, and the people who have flocked to Texas country and Red Dirt recently because of Turnpike and Cody Jinks, it might be hard to imagine just ow prevalent Red Dirt music was here in those days. You can still go to Texas and find stations just playing Texas music, and others that play Texas country and Red Dirt right along with mainstream stuff, and for those looking to Americana to become a viable alternative format to mainstream country, Texas has already done that, with its own charts and festivals and fans that have sustained these artists’ careers for years. In Oklahoma, it was much the same before corporate radio, before iHeart and Cumulus dictated everything from on high–I grew up with Jason Boland and Cross Canadian Ragweed on my radio dial right beside Tim McGraw and Keith Urban. One of our local country stations had a show called Red Dirt Nights and played this music with pride. My divorce from country radio had as much to do with the sudden blacklist of Red Dirt music from the airwaves as it did with anything else.

Understand, then, that to see Jason Boland, Cody Canada, and Mike McClure onstage together is a legendary experience in the world of Red Dirt, akin to hearing three mainstream stars, or the Red dirt equivalent of what people would like to see with Sturgill Simpson, Jason Isbell, and Chris Stapleton. These three are all legends in their own right in the landscape of Oklahoma music, and it’s great to see any one of them live. To see all of them together doing acoustic songs and swapping stories is a different kind of experience, and one that is just as special for Red Dirt fans.

It was that experience that I got to witness Friday night, (6/22_, at Oklahoma City’s historic Tower Theatre. This venue has welcomed me now for several events during my 2018 concert series, and I looked forward to this one because this would be unlike anything I’ve covered or will cover in 2018. I’ve seen these artists at Medicine Stone, and I certainly enjoy them live with a full band. That’ll be a great experience come September, but this was different, it was intimate. It was three friends onstage together, taking turns playing their songs and trading stories in between. They’ve named this tour “Yellow House Revisited” after a house they lived in in Stillwater, and it’s just so interesting to hear stories from those early days of Red Dirt music. It’s great to hear the story of how Cross Canadian Ragweed’s “Seventeen” was written after a conversation between Cody Canada and Jason Boland; it was Boland who said, while they tried to avoid the cops, that “you’re always seventeen in your hometown.” Canada and McClure’s ill-advised trip to Nashville turned into an even more ill-advised trip to Panama City, Florida, and with virtually no money to get back home, Canada decided the only thing he could do was write a song, and “Alabama” was born.

All that underscores the way that artists in the Texas/Red Dirt scenes are like a family. Mike McClure sang “The Funeral,” which many will know as a Turnpike Troubadours song, and if you’re at all familiar with Red Dirt, you’ll recognize that as a common practice. These artists record each other’s songs and sing on their albums and support each other. It was mentioned by one of them onstage that they’d been told Oklahoma’s music was different from Texas music, and the difference was the loyalty. I believe the whole scene is loyal, but there is something about three Oklahoma musicians traveling around singing each other’s songs that just wouldn’t happen anywhere else. That makes songs like “If I ever Get Back to Oklahoma” all the more special, and songs like “Boys from Oklahoma,” the perfect choice for an encore, all the more fun. I will never get tired of hearing either of these songs in a live setting because the kinship with the artists and the fans is something irreplaceable.

It’s that kinship, and that commitment to live music, which makes Red Dirt music a special thing. all three of these artists embody what makes this music important to our state, and further drive home the point that we should never have cast it off our airwaves. If you’re not that familiar with this subgenre, a show like this is a great introduction, and a case for what the elusive term “Red Dirt” actually means. If you’re already a fan of this music and these artists, this is a show you go to to see them in a different light, to hear those old songs reimagined, and to get that camaraderie between artists and fans that only exists in Oklahoma music.

Best Live Songs: “Fightin’ For,” “If I Ever Get Back to Oklahoma,” “Pearl Snaps,” “Boys From Oklahoma”

Shane Smith & the Saints: Living Proof of the Value in Live Music

Why Shane Smith & the Saints aren’t on more people’s radar I will never know. I’ve been a fervent fan ever since Medicine Stone 2016 when they blew me away in about 8.6 seconds with their a cappella opening to “The Mountain.” It was the first time I’d attended Medicine Stone, the first band I heard on the main stage, and the first I’d ever heard of Shane Smith & the Saints. It seemed the crowd went silent at the start of “The Mountain” to hear the chilling four-part harmonies. Then all at once, the fiddle broke out, and the song shifted into high gear, and my cousin, sitting next to me, broke the spell that we’d all been under by saying simply, “Wow.” I’ve been waiting for a day when I could attend and discuss a Saints live show ever since then, and it finally came Saturday (4/21) at Tower Theatre in Oklahoma City.

This is now the third time I’ve seen them live, and still I am amazed at how they open a show. Honestly, the only time I’ve seen that much energy from a band live is with Turnpike Troubadours, if this tells you anything. This time, their opener was simply a couple minutes of high-spirited fiddle music which eventually dissolved into “The Mountain.” This was a very cool way to lead into things, as one of their biggest strengths is Bennett Brown on fiddle. Again, the only time I’ve been impressed by fiddle playing quite on this level has to be with Turnpike. It’s because while the fiddle for the Saints is at times melodic, like on “New Orleans” or “Quite Like You,” it’s also used for rhythm, similar to the way Turnpike and Old crow Medicine Show use it. You’ll see that on tracks like “Geronimo” and “Feather in the Wind.” And then “All I See is You” arrives, and the fiddle is used for both, going from sweet and melodic in the beginning to just taking over and coming alive later in the song. You can find all that on a Shane Smith record, but some of that magic simply can’t be explained outside a live setting.

The same can be said for their four-part harmonies–you can hear this on a Saints release, but until you’ve actually witnessed this live, been blown away by their version of Band of Heathens’ “Hurricane” or heard the opening of “Geronimo,” you can’t fully appreciate it. Four-part harmony is perhaps their greatest strength, the thing that sets them apart and makes them unique in Texas country and beyond. It’s really not something seen in all of music that much anymore, and crowds recognize the rarity of it when they hear it. More than that, Shane Smith & the Saints recognize the advantage, and make that harmony an integral part of their songwriting.

Fans of this band will be happy to hear they’re recording new music. We were treated to several new selections, including one that’s yet unnamed, “Heaven Knows,” displaying that harmony in all its glory, and one for our town called “Oklahoma City.” This is one time where I’m really glad I don’t actually review these concerts per se, because I am free to be ridiculously biased about my love for this. This was written in honor of what Shane Smith calls their first fan base outside of Texas, people who would actually come out night after night to their shows. It was Oklahoma City, and they wrote a song about our city and the people that believed in them from the beginning. Obviously, that went over very well with us.

These little pieces are always meant to highlight the importance of live music and what makes it special rather than to be analytical concert reviews. Right now, as I type this, I’m listening to a Shane Smith record because I’ve been down that particular rabbit hole all day. But I can say that the Saints are proof of why we have to go out and take in live music and support these artists–because you just can’t get the same experience on this album. The fiddle can only run so free, and you can’t enjoy it breaking free and taking over everything right along with the crowd. It’s the people dancing to the music because it makes them feel something and stopping their conversations to hear the harmonies that make this a special experience. Even more, a song like “Oklahoma city” moved me because we were all together in that moment, all Oklahomans, all part of the fan base that Shane Smith meant when he said they wrote this song for us. It wouldn’t have been the same on an album. I realize that one is a personal and rare experience, but the point is, there are things you just can’t recreate on a record, and the magic in a Saints live show is one of them. Very glad to have been able to include them in this 2018 concert series.

Shane Smith & the Saints are:
Shane Smith, Bennett Brown, Tim Allen, Chase Satterwhite, Zach Stover

Best Live Songs: “The Mountain,” “Hurricane,” “New Orleans,” “Geronimo,” “Oklahoma City”

Seeing Colter Wall Live is a Special Experience

To the people that didn’t buy a ticket to see Colter Wall last night (3/21) at Oklahoma City’s Tower Theatre, somehow leaving that venue not sold out, you missed a great chance to see Wall in an intimate setting. I just saw a tweet not two days ago from someone upset because the show nearest them had already sold out. And to the people who still have the opportunity to grab a ticket to one of his upcoming shows, do it while you still can–because let me tell you, I believe there will come a time when he’s not playing intimate shows like this any longer. Take your chances while you can so that you can say you saw Colter Wall while he was still a rising talent, and before everyone else had jumped on that particular bandwagon.

You can say what you want about Wall, that he’s a niche performer, appealing to old souls stuck in the past with his songs of hopping trains and working in mines, sleeping in lonely motels and spending his days in prison for murdering his girlfriend. Even his choice of words comes from decades past. He counts his “greenbacks” instead of dollars and uses “drew myself up” instead of a more modern phrase like “picked myself up.” In “Kate McCannon,” it’s not, “I went down to the creek,” but rather, “I made for the creek.” Certainly, Colter Wall’s art calls to old souls and those longing for a different place and time.

But rather than making him a niche performer, there’s something about all of that which seems to be speaking to many people, drawing them in so that whenever he sings, people stop what they’re doing to hear every word. Originally, he was supposed to have a full band, but due to weather delays, only Colter Wall and his guitar graced our presence at Tower Theatre. And just like on the majority of his last album, that’s all he needed. Maybe it’s the remarkable voice which calls to mind Johnny Cash and seems to come directly out of the past, or maybe it’s the stories themselves, but whenever Colter Wall sings, people listen. This is not a listening room, meant for people to remain mostly quiet; spectators drink and talk and laugh, and they did so during opener Josh Morningstar’s set and between Colter’s songs. There was some talking during Wall’s set as well, but at times, we could have heard a pin drop, as if people did not want to miss any of what this Canadian-born storyteller had to say. The most any of us spoke was to sing along to his Oklahoma-appropriate closer, “UP Against the Wall Redneck Mother,” which I have to say is the best any one of these performers I’ve seen in 2018 has closed a show…but I digress.

With a voice like that, capturing people’s attention so unlike anything I can hope to put into words here, Colter Wall almost seems destined to sing tales of the past. I came away even less convinced of him needing to expand any horizons with his next effort–which is done, by the way–particularly in the way of production, since “Sleeping on the Blacktop” was actually much more enjoyable live with just him and his guitar. I can also say the same for “The Devil Wears a Suit and Tie.” Both of these came from his debut EP, Imaginary Appalachia, which, unlike his self-titled album, contained things like fiddles and more variety in production. These two songs seemed to fit Colter much more when they were stripped back, and I am looking forward to where he will go with his next album which he said will have a western feel and mentioned Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs as a record that inspired it. If this means his third studio effort will be some sort of ridiculous cross between his last album and the Marty Stuart record Way out West, I don’t have to tell you how much I am looking forward to this. I am only speculating about that, of course, but the new songs I heard from it are promising.

Go see this guy while you have the chance to see and hear him in an intimate setting because if Colter Wall is going to keep inflicting his voice upon unsuspecting crowds this way, you won’t have that chance much longer.

Best Live Songs: “Sleeping on the Blacktop,” “Thirteen Silver Dollars,” “Snake Mountain Blues,” “Kate McCannon,” “UP Against the Wall Redneck Mother”