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Välkommen till den första kvällen för hösten för Dust Bowl! Vi har för en kort tid krupit ut ur källaren vid Nytorget och begett oss till Lilla Hotellbaren på Scandic Malmen. Där kommer vi att husera…
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Det är ju för jävla synd att vi inte kan servera PBR på Malmen…
Alt-Country Spotify Playlist -
I made a nice Alt-Country playlist for any Spotify users out there:
Whiskeytown – 16 Days
John Prine – Angel From Montgomery
Whiskeytown – Bar Lights
Elliott Smith – Bled White
Kathleen Edwards – Buffalo
Steve Earle – Copperhead Road
Ryan Adams – Dance All Night
Steve Earle – Dead Flowers
Whiskeytown – Don’t Be Sad
Josh Rouse – Dressed Up Like Nebraska
Paul Westerberg – Dyslexic Heart
Ryan Adams – English Girls Approximately
Ryan Adams – Everybody Knows
Bright Eyes – First Day of My Life
Drive-By Truckers – Goodbye
Jenny Lewis – Handle With Care
Ryan Adams – Harder Now That It’s Over
Johnny Cash – Hurt
Steve Earle – I Feel Alright
Ryan Adams – I See Monsters
Sheryl Crow – I Shall Believe
Ryan Adams – If I Am a Stranger
Sheryl Crow – If It Makes You Happy
Josh Rouse – It’s The Nighttime
Steve Earle – Johnny Come Lately
Ryan Adams – Let It Ride - Single Version
Josh Ritter – Lillian, Egypt
Ryan Bingham – Long Way From Georgia
Sheryl Crow – My Favorite Mistake
Rhett Miller – My Valentine
Elliott Smith – Needle in the Hay
Rhett Miller – Question
Sheryl Crow – Run, Baby, Run
Sheryl Crow – Sad Sad World
Kings Of Leon – Sex On Fire
Ryan Bingham – Southside of Heaven
John Prine – Speed of the Sound of Loneliness
Sheryl Crow – Strong Enough
Hem – Stupid Mouth Shut
Kathleen Edwards – Summerlong
Ryan Bingham – Sunrise
Josh Ritter – The Bad Actress
Paul Westerberg – Things
Ryan Adams – Two
Kings Of Leon – Use Somebody
Ryan Adams – When The Stars Go Blue
Josh Ritter – Wolves
Dust Bowl, Malmen /// LIVE: Tarantula Waltz
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Välkommen till den första kvällen för hösten för Dust Bowl! Vi har för en kort tid krupit ut ur källaren vid Nytorget och begett oss till Lilla Hotellbaren på Scandic Malmen. Där kommer vi att husera en söndag i månaden under hösten. Alla som var där den där gången i våras vet att det är kick-ass.
Det är inte bara höstpremiär utan även första gången som Dust Bowl presenterar liveakter. Om kvällens akt säger Groove så här “En finare Amerikansk singer/singwriter-skiva har inte gjorts i det här landet sedan Christian Kjellvanders första. ” Att det sedan doftar Townes van Zandt gör inte saken sämre. Det är med stolthet som vi presenterar det fantastiska Tarantula Waltz!
http://www.myspace.com/tarantulaband
Malmen slår även ett slag för den amerikanska kulturen med ett nytt inslag i söndagsmenyn, Sloppy Sunday Special! Vad passar din Coors light bättre än mozzarella sticks, kycklingvingar och jalapéna poppers bland annat?
Vi bjuder på stans bästa honky tonk. Vi ses söndag!
PS. bandet går på kl 21
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Kris Kristofferson tells off Toby Keith.
Up from the basement came one of country music’s brightest stars [Toby Keith]. At that moment in time, the Star had a monster radio hit about bombing America’s enemies back into the Stone Age.
“Happy birthday,” the Star said to Willie, breezing by us. As he passed Kristofferson in one long, confident stride, out of the corner of his mouth came “None of that lefty shit out there tonight, Kris.”
“What the fuck did you just say to me?” Kris growled, stepping forward.
“Oh, no,” groaned Willie under his breath. “Don’t get Kris all riled up.”
“You heard me,” the Star said, walking away in the darkness.
“Don’t turn your back to me, boy,” Kristofferson shouted, not giving a shit that basically the entire music industry seemed to be flanking him.
The Star turned around: “I don’t want any problems, Kris — I just want you to tone it down.”
“You ever worn your country’s uniform?” Kris asked rhetorically.
“What?”
“Don’t ‘What?’ me, boy! You heard the question. You just don’t like the answer.” He paused just long enough to get a full chest of air. “I asked, ‘Have you ever served your country?’ The answer is, no, you have not. Have you ever killed another man? Huh? Have you ever taken another man’s life and then cashed the check your country gave you for doing it? No, you have not. So shut the fuck up!” I could feel his body pulsing with anger next to me. “You don’t know what the hell you are talking about!”
“Whatever,” the young Star muttered.
Ray Charles stood motionless. Willie Nelson looked at me and shrugged mischievously like a kid in the back of the classroom.
Kristofferson took a deep inhale and leaned against the wall, still vibrating with adrenaline. He looked over at Willie as if to say, “Don’t say a word.” Then his eyes found me.
“You know what Waylon Jennings said about guys like him?” he whispered.
I shook my head.
“They’re doin’ to country music what pantyhose did to finger-fuckin’.”
[Side note: according to Walyon’s son Shooter, his Dad used to say that about one person specifically: Garth Brooks.]
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Kris Kristofferson tells off Toby Keith.
Up from the basement came one of country music’s brightest stars [Toby Keith]. At that moment in time, the Star had a monster radio hit about bombing America’s enemies back into the Stone Age.
“Happy birthday,” the Star said to Willie, breezing by us. As he passed Kristofferson in one long, confident stride, out of the corner of his mouth came “None of that lefty shit out there tonight, Kris.”
“What the fuck did you just say to me?” Kris growled, stepping forward.
“Oh, no,” groaned Willie under his breath. “Don’t get Kris all riled up.”
“You heard me,” the Star said, walking away in the darkness.
“Don’t turn your back to me, boy,” Kristofferson shouted, not giving a shit that basically the entire music industry seemed to be flanking him.
The Star turned around: “I don’t want any problems, Kris — I just want you to tone it down.”
“You ever worn your country’s uniform?” Kris asked rhetorically.
“What?”
“Don’t ‘What?’ me, boy! You heard the question. You just don’t like the answer.” He paused just long enough to get a full chest of air. “I asked, ‘Have you ever served your country?’ The answer is, no, you have not. Have you ever killed another man? Huh? Have you ever taken another man’s life and then cashed the check your country gave you for doing it? No, you have not. So shut the fuck up!” I could feel his body pulsing with anger next to me. “You don’t know what the hell you are talking about!”
“Whatever,” the young Star muttered.
Ray Charles stood motionless. Willie Nelson looked at me and shrugged mischievously like a kid in the back of the classroom.
Kristofferson took a deep inhale and leaned against the wall, still vibrating with adrenaline. He looked over at Willie as if to say, “Don’t say a word.” Then his eyes found me.
“You know what Waylon Jennings said about guys like him?” he whispered.
I shook my head.
“They’re doin’ to country music what pantyhose did to finger-fuckin’.”
[Side note: according to Walyon’s son Shooter, his Dad used to say that about one person specifically: Garth Brooks.]
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