This Is American Music is thriving in these challenging times because it hasn't lost sight of its core purpose: to champion good music, especially from its Southern surroundings, and to do it because it knocks you on your ass with emotional recognition or gets your ass up and moving because the music rocks so hard.
Songs about the fates of small towns are nothing new. For as long as they've existed, and for as long as they've been changing, songwriters have found inspiration in the conflict of "then vs. now". Southeast Engine finds no shortage of tales to tell from the plight of Canaanville.
I can just imagine some kind of electromagnetic pulse taking out all of the world's computers, leaving us with little more than the Ferrante and Teicher albums that litter every thrift store in the country.
For a few hours each year, music geeks converge on indie record stores in hopes of scoring vinyl Holy Grails -- and then scurry back to their computers to watch auction prices soar on the items they didn’t get.
A zombie has a better chance of making it through the heavy ordnance firing range near my house than I have of making a mix – even a Halloween mix—that doesn’t devolve into sad, introspective territory.