From the blog
“Delaney Davidson, whose looped layers of guitar and dark lyrics captivated the crowd with bone-chilling country noir.”“…his music goes beyond folk to include an eclectic jumble of styles and sound experimentation — neo-blues, noir trash and avant-rock…” neo-blues, noir trash … Continue reading
The master of the woozy blue moan is back, with more off-kilter tales of the broken-down and the beaten, the destitute and the desperate – all of whom, it seems, are Delaney Davidson himself. Across ten new songs – four … Continue reading
DELANEY DAVIDSON … Review. Leytonstone & District Ex Servicemen’s Club, London June 25th, 2014 There’s an old English saying… “Pick up thine axe and fuckin’ get on with it”, and that’s exactly what DD, the man without fear, does tonight. … Continue reading
White Horse Tavern…
“And the music, the music…is amazing. Now I’m not a big fan of country, but they have a good mix of amazing bands that play Rockabilly, Americana Country Rock and straight country. My favorite bands are usually playing on a Wednesday, and I love that they rotate their music schedule instead of having the same band every week.”
“Davidson employs similar production techniques to Waits, scuffing up songs, smeared them in motor oil, or kicked them around the yard for a bit – presumably to try to end up with something as far removed from the context of over-compressed generic pop, rock and blues as possible. Yet these songs still brim over with a rolling, tumbling exuberance which prevents them from being merely preserved-in-aspic vehicles for nostalgia.”
“…Davidson led off the night with tunes off of his self released album Ghost Songs, a bluesy collection of folk songs in the American roots tradition. To paint a picture of what it sounded like, try imagining Bob Dylan covering the songs off of Tom Waits’ Bone Machine with Son House accompanying on bottleneck guitar. Davidson has got Dylan’s current raspy and disaffected delivery, while his subject matter is filled with “Waitsian” images of seediness and mortality. He utilized loop pedals to craft his rhythm guitar licks, while doing some experimental and improvisational “soloing” on top of them. At one point he even let the looped guitar keep repeating itself for several minutes while he led a waltz competition on the floor of the club (which was won jointly by a pair of hard-competing unisex couples). Overall I thought very highly of Davidson’s set, and look forward to spinning my newly purchased copy of his record …”
Music at MoNA
Mark Pickerel and Delaney Davidson perform. This is the first event of the concert series Music at MoNA, a new edition to MoNA’s programing curated by Lane Fernando. Admission is free.
Man of a thousand faces, his work with paint, music, film and concept all has traces of his unique take on life. Part new world and part old world, this duality is echoed in the flavours he evokes with his work; Past VS present, too loud for folk VS too quiet for rock, Light VS Dark, Davidson’s restless work refuses to be still for the portrait it is asked to sit for. A pattern we see in his own restless life, indeed, the apple never falls far from the tree.
Read more or watch a video. – See more at: http://www.monamuseum.org/event/music-mona-mark-pickerel-delaney-davidson#sthash.kKK7z4we.dpufMark Pickerel
From the wild and wooly and weird Pacific Northwest, Mark Pickerel has quite the back story. He was the drummer in seminal grunge faves The Screaming Trees, and has played on albums with Mark Lanegan, Brandi Carlile, Neko Case and some band from Aberdeen named … er … um … Nirvana or something like that. He even owned the most culturally and musically diverse record store in Eastern Washington. Independent retail, now THAT’S a character builder.
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