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in boyd county or carter county? Yeah it is good to see someone else from this area with good taste in music. 😉

MUSIC REVIEW
Williams keeps it loose at the Brown
By Marty Rosen
Special to The Courier-Journal

Standing alone with a guitar, Lucinda Williams opened her Tuesday night concert at the Brown Theatre with “Passionate Kisses,” a full-throated example of the blunt candor that marked her early career as a songwriter.

At her best, Williams is a lucid explorer of her own id — as open about and driven by her wants and hurts as a child or a love-obsessed teenager
And at her best, she’s a masterful recorder of the telling detail that illuminates an entire life. All the pleasures of a steamy sweaty bar came together when she sang “The Night’s Too Long”: “She’s holding a Corona, and it’s cold against her hand.”

For two hours, Williams, Doug Pettibone (guitar), David Sutton (bass) and Butch Norton (drums) roamed loosely through her extensive catalog. Her face shrouded by a long-brimmed cowboy hat, Williams flipped through a thick binder of lyrics, drawing heavily from albums such as “Car Wheels on a Gravel Road,” “World Without Tears” and her newest, “West,” singing defiant anthems, wistful elegies, blues-inflected romps and rap-influenced expressions of wordplay.

“Pineola,” her anguished account of the impact of suicide, had the elegiac power of a bugle. “Over Time” and “People Talkin’ ” were steeped in country pathos and irony — the former sung as a crumbling, husky shuffle about recovering from lost love, the latter a defiantly brassy claim for love in the face of outside pressures.

A sympathetic crowd reveled in the show’s loose, improvised feel, ignoring Williams’ occasional false starts and slapdash arrangements that ended nearly every tune with the band huddled around the drummer coordinating a slow fade.

And the crowd loved Pettibone’s guitar solos, which took over many of the songs, imbuing them with fuzz-laden rock pyrotechnics that often seemed unrelated to the texts and delivery and eventually grew tedious with repetition. When Williams sang “Righteously” with an almost deadpan lack of affect, Pettibone responded with a guitaristic bombast.

Austin-based singer/songwriter/fiddler Carrie Rodriguez and company opened the show with a glowing, moody set, full of reverb, breathy vocals and minimalist, impressively smart songs from her recent CD “Seven Angels on a Bicycle.” She earned every bit of the enthusiastic standing ovation she received.

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thanks for posting. I really enjoyed her talking too. She seemed very real. I thought it was cool when she kissed Doug Pettibone. It was funny when she said its hard to do these rap songs you cant miss a beat.

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