By Scott
Kirk Windstein, Dream In Motion.
The first solo album by the Crowbar mastermind sounds kind of like a Crowbar album, but moodier and mellower. I would have been up for KW moving in an entirely unexpected direction, but this is a nice complement to the Crowbar style. His cover of “Aqualung” is an added bonus.
Dool, Summerland.
Thank you to SoDak for this recommendation. I don’t usually go looking for new music like this (dark hard rock?), but this album is truly excellent. Plus, there’s a certain vibe here that reminds me of the most recent, and sadly, final, Rush albums.
The Harry Smith B-Sides.
Someone had the simple but fucking brilliant idea to put together a collection of all the B-sides to the songs from the influential Anthology of American Folk Music, compiled by Harry Smith in 1952. The packaging and extensive liner notes are a reminder, if you needed one, of the glories of physical media.
Emmylou Harris and the Nash Ramblers, At the Ryman.
I picked this up after watching Ken Burns’s newest documentary series, Country Music. People who are better informed and more opinionated than me will probably find 1,001 things to critique in that series, but I thought it was, on the whole, pretty enjoyable and absorbing. It also reminded me that I needed to get this album, one that helped bring attention to the Ryman Auditorium when it was in a bad state of neglect, long after the Grand Old Opry had moved out. It’s a solid Emmylou live recording with a great set list.
Ozzy Osbourne, Ordinary Man.
I listened to the opening track, “Straight to Hell,” on the radio, and when I heard Ozzy sing this line, “I’ll make you scream, I’ll make you defecate,” I knew I would be buying this album. And it turned out to be a more than pretty good Ozzy album. In 2020, I’ll take it!
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