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Rhodes Hosts a Talk with Jason Isbell

Dr. Charles L. Hughes, music historian and director of the Lynne & Henry Turley Memphis Center at Rhodes College, vividly recalls when he first interviewed Jason Isbell. “It was during his first solo tour. This is when I was living in Madison, Wisconsin, going to grad school, and I was doing some some work for the alternative weekly newspaper there. That was back in 2007, right at the beginning. He was really thoughtful and articulate then and I’ve talked to him a few times over the years. He’s so good at articulating his own work and how he fits into to the rest of the world around him.”

That wasn’t just a one-off opportunity. Indeed, Hughes has followed Isbell’s solo work closely ever since, and last year he wrote the liner notes for the deluxe ten-year anniversary reissue of Isbell’s album Southeastern. Hughes, who’s best known for his thorough and thoughtful history Country Soul: Making Music and Making Race in the American South, dives deeply into the music he loves and Isbell’s work is no exception.

At 6 p.m. on Wednesday, February 7th, Hughes will be speaking with Isbell at Rhodes College’s McNeill Concert Hall. (The event is free, but registration is required). As the program materials put it, “Isbell also has become a crucial voice for change within the music industry and, beyond addressing the challenges of the past and present in his music, champions the voices of BIPOC and queer musicians in Americana and country music, participating in campaigns for LGBTQ+ equality, reproductive rights, voter registration, and racial justice.” That is a lot of territory to cover, so I spoke with Dr. Hughes recently to get a better idea of where his chat with Isbell might roam.

Memphis Flyer: Jason Isbell is especially adept at telling stories that express deep issues in our culture or even in our moral universe, yet he’s determined to steer away from the usual cliches and say something fresh in his songs. I imagine that his conversations have that same quality.

Dr. Charles Hughes: I think that’s really true. And I think part of that is his skill as a songwriter and how he draws a lot from literature and other things. And he’s always been very open about how much he tries to think of his work in that frame as well. It’s also about how he thinks about the world and where the world is. He’s become one of the most consistent voices both in his music and in the work he does, particularly in this kind of musical space. I think he’s someone who really offers a great model of how to be a musician in the world, and quite frankly, how to be a white guy doing music in this moment. And he’s very good about trying to avoid hero worship, but it’s very justifiable to look at him as a role model for how to try to interact with the world when you have the privilege that he has. And you hear that in the music, too. It’s great to hear him talk about his songs because of the thought and also the work that goes into his process, and he’s so good at talking about that. It’s so important, I think, for people to hear that because it’s easy to forget just how hard the work is. And he’s really committed to making that process transparent.

Dr. Charles L. Hughes (Photo courtesy Rhodes College)

Do you have specific songs of his in mind that you hope to discuss?

It’s hard to kind of narrow down, but that’s a really great question. One of the songs that, to me, really marks this crucial moment for him in terms of how he thinks about the world is the song “White Man’s World,” where he’s very much trying to kind of consider his own place within a history and the present moment, and trying to confront it and reckon with it.

On the new album, there’s a song called, called “King of Oklahoma,” which is very much in his kind of story song tradition, drawing very much on a single character, but he’s also talking about work, he’s talking about poverty, he’s talking about crime, he’s talking about addiction. He’s talking about all of these things. Yet it’s very place-based, and he’s always thinking about those things. So that’s another one.

But man, I mean, there are so many! I’ve always wanted to talk with him about a song he wrote way back for the Drive-By Truckers called “The Day John Henry Died,” which is this amazing song about work and life and history. And of course, I’m a historian, so a song like “TVA” — just on a personal level, I connect with it so much.

My granddaddy told me, when he was just seven or so
His daddy lost work and they didn’t have a row to hoe
Got a little to eat for nine boys and three girls
They all lived in a tent, bunch of sharecroppers versus the world

So his mama sat down, wrote a letter to FDR
And a couple days later some county men came in a car
They rode out in the field, told his daddy to put down the plow
He helped build the dam that gave power to most of the South
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– from “TVA” by Jason Isbell

Isbell is known for these trenchant, penetrating views across the cultural divide, and expressing that broad historical view, and yet some have noted that last year’s biographical film, Running With Our Eyes Closed, focuses so much on his marriage and seems quite removed from this more ‘cultural commentator’ role he takes on. What do you think of the tension between those two poles?

I don’t think it’s a tension. I think it’s true to who he is as an artist, but also because he is always centered on his work, especially since he got sober. That’s what Southeastern is all about. I keep bringing it back to work, but he’s always been centered on the idea that love takes work, and being a better person, in relationships to other people or whatever, takes work. Making better worlds takes work. Work is an important part of life. So I’ve always found those sides of him, in a sense, to be quite linked.

And also, one of the things that you hear on his stuff that might seem less overtly political, is the overarching spirit of not just empathy, but a real attempt to kind of understand what makes people do what they do and how people have to survive. For example, songs that are talking about personal struggles or one’s relationship to death. He writes a lot about the relationship of the living and the dead. And I hear the same kind of reckonings and the same kind of meditations through all that work.

And I think the other thing too, to be quite honest, is that it’s really a trap for any musician who offers those kinds of songs that are cultural commentaries to then be thought of as that person. And I think that one of the things that has been really valuable about him is that even in moments when he doesn’t make a political record or doesn’t foreground that stuff, he’s still speaking out. He’s still bringing people on tour with him to talk about how to make space for Black voices and LGBTQ voices in country and Americana music. And he’s showing up at rallies, he’s doing these other things. And I think that is a kind of a useful skill because it reminds us what he thinks, even if he’s not telling us with every record.

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Drive-By Truckers at The Shell

Though the Drive-By Truckers may be considered a neo-Southern rock band, having adopted the sound decades after its heyday in the ’70s, a slight perspective change reveals them as the ultimate expression of the form. For it was with their albums that the genre evolved, like some advanced computer mainframe, into self-awareness. Sure, you can find traces of irony in classic Skynyrd, but when the Truckers came along at the turn of the 20th century, their songs suggested a deeper awareness of the South’s fraught history and contradictions. 

The songs of band co-founder Patterson Hood expressed that awareness more and more as their albums advanced. In 2015, railing in a New York Times op-ed against fans who flew Confederate flags at Drive-By Truckers shows, he wrote of growing up with his father, renowned Muscle Shoals bassist David Hood, whose “views on the Civil Rights era were shaped by the time he spent playing with Aretha and the Staple Singers. He looked at George Wallace and Bull Connor with great disdain.” But while many young, progressive Southerners fled to bluer regions, the Truckers stayed in the fight, both rocking out and writing dispatches from the front lines of the culture wars as they witnessed them personally. 

A quarter-century after they started, with America more divided than ever, the band’s head-on confrontation with those culture wars seems prescient. It’s no wonder they’ve continued to thrive, with an album of new songs released only last year and a new reissue of their 20-year-old classic, The Dirty South, revealing how on-point they were from the start. On the eve of the Drive-By Truckers’ October 7th show in the Overton Park Shell’s Shell Yeah! series, I spoke with Hood about how the band’s tales from deepest, darkest Dixie still resonate today.

Memphis Flyer: The songs of poverty, desperation, and corruption in the Truckers’ early work still ring true today. Though those songs were very much located in the South, do you feel they express something about our country as a whole?

Patterson Hood: I’m afraid what’s really happened is that some of the worst aspects of the historical Old South have become just part of America. The South did kind of rise again, in the worst of ways. I mean, the parallels between Donald Trump and George Wallace are huge. Though I think Wallace would be mortified with how bad Trump is. And I say that as someone who’s spent my entire life hating George Wallace and everything he stood for. But he had once been a progressive-minded person who sold that out in order to get power. With Trump, I don’t think there was even a notion of any kind of Greater Good anywhere in his makeup. That’s a cynical, awful thing. 

It’s like the world caught up to your albums. Those things we once attributed to Southern culture are more widespread throughout the country. You moved to Portland some years ago — how does that affect your sense of the South, which is so key to your literary voice?

Portland’s known as one of the most liberal cities in America. But if you drive five minutes in any direction, you might as well be in Alabama. I accidentally got caught up in a Proud Boys rally with my oldest kid. I lived in the South a long time and never really saw a Klan rally, but there’s no difference between a Klan rally and a Proud Boys rally. It’s definitely made me more cynical than ever, and unfortunately less optimistic.

Is that related to the more introspective turn your lyrics took on last year’s Welcome 2 Club XVIII?

Club XVIII was a more personal record. It’s a bit of a reckoning with our paths through the lens of having kids. Now we’re watching our kids navigate the same things we did. I mean, I want my kids to have fun, but I also want them to be careful and not hurt themselves.

The new album also has a Memphis connection, no?

We spent a week in Memphis in 2018 and cut 18 songs, and there were three songs from those sessions that we didn’t want to put on The Unravelling. Those wound up on Club XVIII. And the other singer on that album is Schaefer Llana, and she’s from Memphis. She sings on “Wilder Days” and “The Driver,” and she’s amazing. And she’s a great artist in her own right. I love her records. 

Catch the Drive-By Truckers in concert at the Overton Park Shell on Saturday, October 7th, 7:30 p.m. General admission tickets are $30. For more information and to purchase tickets, visit overtonparkshell.org.

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Beale Street Music Festival 2017: A Perfect Saturday

I can understand why some people don’t like to go to large, outdoor music festivals. They can be hot and dusty as the Sahara, or as rainy and muddy as the Western Front. Like any situation with a huge crowd, you can run into annoying people. And worst of all for music fans, the sound can be hit or miss: Either it’s so muddy you can’t hear the performances, or there’s so much bass bleed from the giant EDM party on the next stage, the band you came to hear gets drown out.

But Saturday at Beale Street Music Festival 2017 was an example of everything that can go right with an outdoor music festival. First and foremost, the weather couldn’t have been more perfect. The temperature topped out at 79 degrees, with brilliant sun only occasionally eclipsed by puffy clouds. Humidity was non-existent, and the steady breeze off the river drove away mosquitos and kept everybody cool. The sound was perfect, the acts were high quality, and the crowd, while enormous, was mellow and happy. Even the mud from last week’s rains had mostly dried by the time the first bands took the stage after 2 PM.

Amy LaVere at BSMF 2017

Memphian Amy LaVere was the first up on the FedEx stage at the southernmost end of Tom Lee Park. Backed by her husband Will Sexton and ace Memphis guitar slinger David Cousar, she won over the gathering crowd with an atmospheric take on her song ‘Killing Him”.

I watched about half of Amy’s near flawless set before hoofing it all the way to the other end of the park to catch another one of Memphis’ great live acts, Dead Soldiers (whom I interviewed for this week’s Memphis Flyer cover story). By the time I got to the River Stage, the band was going full throttle through songs from their new album The Great Emptiness. At one point, singer Michael Jasud realized he had a wireless mic and decided to take advantage of it. He leapt into the crowd and sang a couple of verses surrounded by the cheering audience. After returning to the stage for the climax of the song, the winded singer said “I just want y’all to know the level athleticism it takes to do that. It’s a level I do not possess.”

The Dead Soldiers’ Michael Jasud sings in the crowd during BSMF ’17.

A couple of songs later, drummer Paul Gilliam grabbed a tambourine and made his own crowd excursion.

Dead Soldiers drummer Paul Gilliam leads the BSMF crowd in a sing a long.

After the set, I ran into trombonist Victor Sawyer. The Dead Soldiers set was the third one he had played at Beale Street Music Festival, twice with the Soldiers and once with Victor Wainwright and the Wild Roots. “It’s always incredible!” he said. “It so cool to see a big crowd out there, with old faces and lots of new faces.”

Victor Sawyer (left) and Nashon Bedford play with Dead Soldiers at BSMF ’17.

I spent the rest of the day crisscrossing Tom Lee Park, trying to catch as many acts as I could. KONGOS from South Africa battled high winds as they meandered through a jammy cover of The Beatles’ “Get Back”, with singer Daniel Kongos pausing in the middle to deliver a rap. The crowd, which by mid-afternoon had swelled into the tens of thousands, went nuts for their ubiquitous hit “Come With Me Now”.

The Beale Street Music Festival lineups favor music performed by actual humans, but festival EDM was well represented by GriZ on the Bud Light stage. The Michigan producer had a major dance party going with his beats, to which he occasionally added saxophone solos. MUTEMATH was next, and judging by the ecstatic reception they got, the death of alt rock has been greatly exaggerated.

I always try to drop by the Blues Shack, and his year I caught Terry “Harmonica” Bean keeping a couple  hundred festival goers entranced with his strong Hill Country blues groove, tapped out with a strong booted foot. For Memphians, this kind of thing can seem old hat, but for at least some of the people gathered in front of the Blues Shack, Bean’s performance was a revelation.

Terry ‘Harmonica’ Bean at the Blues Tent.

Speaking of revelations, the Drive-By Truckers‘ sunset set proved to the best performance of a day filled with strong musicianship. It started off a little rough, and a few minutes late, but once the Athenians built up some momentum, they were incredible. As the sun went down, singer Mike Cooley commented on the beauty of the backdrop. This is the first year the I-55 bridge has been lit up during Memphis in May, and combined with the spectacular sunset, it made for a beautiful tableau against which the band played a muscular, searing set. In a heartfelt monologue recalling his own youthful days of partying, Cooley dedicated a song to Jordan Edwards, an African American teenager who was shot in April by Texas police as he left a party.

The view from the Memphis Flyer tent as the Drive-By Truckers’s sunset performance.

The big draw of the River Stage was the one-two punch of hip hop superstars. Dressed in black with his dreadlocks tied behind, the Atlanta rapper 2 Chainz played with his DJ E Sudd to an adoring, overflow audience, introducing songs from his upcoming album Pretty Girls Like Trap Music, and tearing the proverbial roof off with a triumphant reading of his hit “I”m Different”. I watched about half of the set before wandering over the the River Stage to catch some of Death Cab For Cutie, who were playing in front of an equally large, if somewhat more subdued, crowd. Death Cab made their reputation with small, intricately structured rock songs, but at Tom Lee Park, they traded their twee for a stadium pounding rendition of “The New Year” that was all feedback smears and power chords. Singer Ben Gibbard looked like he was having the time of his life.

When I returned to the River Stage, Wiz Khalifa was holding court with a blunt in one hand and a microphone in the other. I only was able to get within about a quarter mile of the stage area, which was packed to the gills with dancing humanity. By this time, the audience had swelled to a size that was as big as I’ve ever seen at BSMF. Maybe it was the idyllic weather, or maybe it was the clouds of pot smoke rising from Khalifa’s adoring fans, but everyone seemed very chill, happy, and friendly. In times past, it has not been unusual for me to see a fight or two over the course of the weekend. One memorable BSMF in the 1990s, I saw a full on brawl by the porta potties that resulted in overturned outhouses and a couple of very unhappy festival goers covered in blue sewage. This year, there was not even a hint of that. A couple of times, people bumped into me and actually apologized! As confetti rained down on the Wiz Khalifa crowd, I found myself thinking that this Memphis In May Saturday shows what’s great about Memphis, and what a great music festival can be.

Confetti rains on Wiz Khalifa.

Will Sexton plays with Amy LaVere at BSMF 2017.

David Cousar backs Amy LaVere at BSMF 2017

Michael Jasud, Paul Gilliam, and Krista Wroten Combest of Dead Soldiers.

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Our Year in Lists

With the digital revolution and breakdown of major labels leading to more recorded music, not less, the amount of new music released becomes more staggering each year. No one can keep up with it, but we were happy to try. Our critics report on their year of musical discovery:

Chris Herrington:

After extolling the virtues of Jay Reatard and Al Green in our local year-in-review piece a couple of weeks ago, I didn’t want to double-up here. For the record: Reatard would be number eight on the following list, while Green would be among the honorable mentions.

1. Hold On Now, Youngster … — Los Campesinos! (Arts & Crafts): As a sprawling, gender-balanced indie-rock ensemble whose music is not terribly guitar-driven, Wales outfit Los Campesinos! can’t help but resemble genre heavyweights Arcade Fire. But across a two-year body of work that includes two full-length albums and a gaggle of singles and EPs, these underdogs prove to be the smarter, funnier band. On Hold On Now, Youngster …, the first of their two 2008 albums, co-leaders Gareth and Aleksandra trade off verses like conjoined twins completing each other’s thoughts while their bandmates bop around behind them in a tumult of handclaps and vocal interjections, dancing to the breakbeats of broken hearts. This young band obsesses over their messy lives (favorite title: “My Year in Lists”) and is always ready with a sardonic rejoinder (“I cherish with fondness the day before I met you”). But they’re the kind of sarcastic, introspective wallflowers delighted to discover themselves having fun (“You! Me! Dancing!”). The music is springy, chaotic, breathless: It has to be to keep up with their overactive minds and racing hearts.

2. Brighter Than Creation’s Dark — The Drive-By Truckers (New West): Though Brighter Than Creation’s Dark peaks at the very beginning with the saddest, loveliest song Patterson Hood will ever write, it holds its shape for an epic 19 songs and 75 minutes. Hood takes the toll of the Iraq war from two vantage points, ruminates on road life, spits in the wind of recession, and tips his cap to printer-of-legends “the great John Ford.” Musical life-partner Mike Cooley spins one wonderful, low-rent character sketch after another, several of them probably autobiographical, led by a definitive metal-to-grunge saga he’s old enough to have lived and a shaggy confession that outs country storyteller Tom T. Hall as this great band’s biggest influence.

3. Tha Carter III — Lil Wayne (Cash Money/Universal/Motown): Lil Wayne is rap’s Al Green — an idiosyncratic vocal genius who combines cutesy with carnal while deploying a wide range of verbal registers and tics. This commercial tour de force is his best album because it’s the first time he’s reined in his logorrhea and put it at the service of so many conceptually focused songs. And while this 16-song, nearly 80-minute opus drags a little down the stretch — and would have been better as a tidy, 10-song banger climaxing with the Kanye West-produced “Let the Beat Build” — the reason it gets better over time is that Wayne’s dense, voracious, stream-of-consciousness rhymes constantly yield new surprises.

4. The Way I See It — Raphael Saadiq (Columbia): There are suddenly a surfeit of artists tapping into ’60s and ’70s soul sounds, but former Tony Toni Tone singer Raphael Saadiq has been working in the vein for 20 years now: He’s not a tribute artist; he’s a practitioner. And the nonstop groove, compositional detail, and sometimes surprising songwriting (“Keep Marchin'” the campaign theme Curtis Mayfield wasn’t around to write; “Sometimes” a family meditation of Smokey Robinson-level grace) on The Way I See It is the closest he — or anyone else — has been to the muse since his old band’s 1996 swan song, House of Music.

5. Made in Dakar — Orchestra Baobab (Nonesuch): The follow-up to this vintage Sengalese band’s unlikely 2002 comeback triumph Specialist in All Styles, Made in Dakar combines fresh versions of unknown-in-these-parts West African standards with new songs. As always, guitarist Barthélemy Attisso spins indelible melodies and launches entrancing grooves with his vibrant but deliberate style, while sax man Issa Cissoko offers droll, elegant counterpoint. The unavoidable comparison is the Cuban rehab project Buena Vista Social Club, but Orchestra Baobab is better — less folkie, more organic, not as molded by an outside producer. Made in Dakar is great groove music for body and soul.

6. Alphabutt — Kimya Dawson and Friends (K): Juno soundtrack star Kimya Dawson followed up her rather unlikely rise to fame with this silly, scatological concept album about kids and parents. With “friends” of all ages joining in to give the record a rambunctious, campfire spirit, Dawson lets songs about hungry tigers, splashing bears, and potty-training triumphs commingle with songs about pregnancy anxiety, schoolyard lessons on egalitarianism, and the ethics of food availability. This collection of deceptively simple acoustic ditties alternately for, to, and about Dawson’s own kid — and maybe yours too — is her most engaging album yet, though perhaps too sweet, too homely, and too messy for a lot of listeners.

7. Stay Positive — The Hold Steady (Vagrant): This fourth album from America’s most literate bar band opens with something of a master statement: “Constructive Summer,” which spins some Springsteenian imagery off a title almost surely inspired by Hüsker Dü’s “Celebrated Summer” before splitting the difference with a song-ending dedication to the Clash’s Joe Strummer. This fits an album where songwriter supreme Craig Finn literalizes more than ever his band’s mission to unite classic-rock grandeur with the regular-guy modesty and small-scale ethical sense of the hardcore and punk scenes that weaned him.

8. That Lonely Song — Jamey Johnson (Mercury Nashville): This been-to-hell-and-back-again Waylon Jennings fanatic covers his hero twice, references him once, and sings with the same garbled machismo. But Johnson’s damaged tales of hard living, divorce, and recovery are too detailed and lived-in to be merely outlaw cliché. And the best song here (well, aside from an opener that boasts the instant-classic lyric “That Southern Baptist parking lot is where I’d go to smoke my pot”) is a bit of modern Nashville songcraft that might be a Kodak commercial if it weren’t so tough and unsentimental.

9. Feed the Animals — Girl Talk (Illegal Art): By and large this masterful mash-up mix from Pittsburgh DJ Greg Gillis layers rap vocals over pop hits from the ’60s to the present. Though I do wish Gillis’ taste in hip-hop samples more often reached beyond the declamatory and pornographic, he mines his juxtapositions for plentiful comedy. And, musically, it never quits. The prurient party record of the year.

10: Vampire Weekend — Vampire Weekend (XL): From the write-what-you-know department: detailed, insightful, witty, and not at all uncritical evocations of collegiate lust over some the year’s most sprightly guitar pop. I suspect most criticisms of this pale, “privileged” band’s “appropriation” of Afropop forms (primarily a guitar sound, but with plenty of other rhythmic and vocal bits as well) come from people who don’t actually listen to much African music. Given that African guitar is one of mankind’s greatest achievements, this enthusiastic longtime Afropop dabbler only wishes more western guitar bands would follow suit.

Honorable Mentions: Conor Oberst — Conor Oberst (Merge); When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint That Shit Gold — Atmosphere (Rhymesayers); Harps and Angels — Randy Newman (Nonesuch); Fearless — Taylor Swift (Big Machine); Primary Colours — Eddy Current Suppression Ring (Goner); Distortion — Magnetic Fields (Nonesuch); Alegranza — El Guincho (XL); Dear Science – TV on the Radio (Interscope); Oracular Spectacular — MGMT (Columbia); Rising Down — The Roots (Def Jam).

Top 10 Singles: “Paper Planes” — M.I.A. (XL); “Time to Pretend” — MGMT (Columbia); “Black President” — Nas (Def Jam); “More Like Her” — Miranda Lambert (Sony BMG/Nashville); “Gangsta Rap Made Me Do It” – Ice Cube (Lench Mob); “In Color” – Jamey Johnson (Mercury Nashville); “Lights Out” — Santogold (Downtown); “Takin’ Off This Pain” — Ashton Shepherd (Mercury Nashville); “Sequestered in Memphis” — The Hold Steady (Vagrant); “A Milli” — Lil Wayne (Cash Money/Universal/Motown).

Stephen Deusner:

1. Brighter Than Creation’s Dark — The Drive-By Truckers (New West); Stay Positive — The Hold Steady (Vagrant): Two of the most reliable rock bands further entrenched themselves in their respective regions, the Truckers telling more Southern stories with such natural verisimilitude that they have the force of literature and the Hold Steady hashing out dime-novel murder mysteries set in Midwestern college towns and set against mash notes to Iggy Pop and the Dillinger 4.

2. With Blasphemy So Heartfelt — Jessica Lea Mayfield (Polymer); Fearless — Taylor Swift (Big Machine): Mayfield worked with Black Keys’ Dan Auerbach to create a dark album about romantic resignation, while Swift worked with high-profile Nashville handlers to show that tween culture could transcend the Jonas Brothers. Laying it all out for the high school set, these two late-teen singer-songwriters reveled in youth while sounding older than their years.

3. Fleet Foxes — Fleet Foxes (Sub Pop); Awake My Soul: The Story of the Sacred Harp — Various Artists (Awake Productions): The joy of hearing many voices singing together: Their astonishing harmonies elevated Fleet Foxes’ debut above all the My Morning Jacket comparisons and dad-rock accusations, while the soundtrack to Matt Hinton’s shape-note-singing doc made rock stars of small-town congregations.

4. That Lonesome Song — Jamey Johnson (Mercury Nashville); 808s & Heartbreak — Kanye West (Roc-a-Fella): Break-ups fueled these two artists’ similarly themed albums. West’s anger at his cold-hearted ex is offset by his constant self-mutilation via Autotune, while Johnson simply directs his ache inward to create a doom-laden country album that’s as self-assured as it is self-loathing.

5. Hercules & Love Affair — Hercules & Love Affair (Mute); Dear Science  TV on the Radio(Interscope): Two different visions of dance music, one looking backward and the other forward: Herc’s disco portrayal of the dancefloor as perpetual gay safehaven gives the modern beats a mirrorball heart, while TV on the Radio’s examination of race and sexuality lends their rock-oriented rhythms a distinguishing braininess.

Honorable Mentions: Robyn— Robyn (Cherrytree/Interscope); Dig Lazarus Dig!! — Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds (Mute); Carried to Dust — Calexico (Touch & Go); Jeanius — Jean Grae (Blacksmith); Asking for Flowers — Kathleen Edwards (Rounder).

Andrew Earles:

1. Dear Science — TV on the Radio (4AD/Interscope); Smile — Boris (Southern Lord): Every time I see Dear Science topping someone’s year-end list, I’m elated that something this inventive has reached mainstream popularity. But I also wonder if we’ve simply become too lazy to embrace genuinely bold music. Smile adds the important elements of “challenge” and “risk.” It is not safe music, like Dear Science, but it is beautiful music if given the proper chance. Dear Science‘s feat is that it masterfully cherry-picks influences and styles that only deeply imbedded music nerds know about then repackages all of it into music that won’t alarm anyone’s parents. It’s the Wilco/Radiohead trick to an extreme. Part of the reason the Velvet Underground, Black Sabbath, Black Flag, and Sonic Youth were so important is that, in their respective days, anyone over the age of 45 would recoil from and denounce the music. Smile feels like one of those historical checkpoints.

2. Third — Portishead (Mercury/Island): Third is not a comeback because Portishead never made music this arresting; never even came close. This is the stark, moving music that Stereolab would be making today if they hadn’t spread themselves so thin with 400 albums in 15 years.

3. The Ace of Hearts Reissues — Mission of Burma (Matador): To date myself, Rhodes College’s WLYX collapsed into obscurity not long after introducing me to bands like Hüsker Dü and Mission of Burma, and I’ll never forget the pathetic Saturday night alone at home when my lost 15-year-old ears were filled with “Revolver,” a song that has since become the “Mustang Sally” of post-punk. The past 20 years of indie rock, emo, post-hardcore, etc., would be a completely different animal without this band.

4. Meanderthal — Torche (Hydra Head): Aside from a three-month blackout in Cabo, I never thought I’d have anything in common with Sammy Hagar fans, but Meanderthal actually makes me drive recklessly. It’s more a lack of careful attention than exceeding the posted speed limit or rutting people’s yards in a rock-and-roll frenzy, as this is an album that demands full attention while rewarding listeners with what is more or less a simple formula: heavy rock-influenced hardcore and metal driven by golden pop hooks.

5. Nouns — No Age (Sub Pop): No Age’s Nouns is like a Time-Life Music infomercial of forgotten bizarro-pop brilliance from 10 to 15 years ago (Thinking Fellers, Sebadoh, Swirlies, some Guided By Voices). Unlike other bands who turn calculatedly “crappy” production values into an important, deliberate sonic element, No Age writes killer songs.

Honorable Mentions: Pyramids — Pyramids (Hydra Head); Alight of Night — Crystal Stilts (Slumberland); Saint Dymphna
— Gang Gang Dance (Social Registry); The Chemistry of Common Life — Fucked Up (Matador).

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On His Own

When Jason Isbell was recruited to play guitar for the Drive-By Truckers early in this decade, he was a recent college grad joining an established band. He was expected to be a bit player. The Truckers were in the midst of promoting their long-gestating, Lynyrd Skynyrd-referencing concept album Southern Rock Opera and needed a third guitarist to replace departed Rob Malone and help emulate the classic Southern rock band’s multi-guitar attack. Isbell settled in beside longtime bandmates Patterson Hood and Mike Cooley and hit the road.

“I don’t think they meant to add me as a singer-songwriter,” Isbell, who left the band this spring to embark on a solo career, says now. “They meant to add me more as a guitar player and found out along the way that I also wrote and sang.”

Did he ever.

Isbell ended up providing eight songs across the three Drive-By Truckers albums he appeared on, including the poetic, locomotive “The Day John Henry Died,” a retelling of the John Henry legend that morphs into a bitter class-conscious anthem (“When John Henry was a little bitty baby nobody ever taught him how to read/But he knew the perfect way to hold a hammer was the way the railroad baron held the deed”), and “Danko/Manuel,” an impressionistic ode to the onetime Band mates.

On the band’s career-best 2003 album Decoration Day, the newly added Isbell penned the title track, a modern folk ballad about a Hatfields/McCoys-style family feud from the perspective of someone who’d rejected it. But it was his first appearance on the album that was most memorable. Isbell’s “Outfit” — the first of his songs most Drive-By Truckers fans ever heard — instantly became one of the band’s most beloved titles. The song is written in the voice of a father giving rueful advice to his adult son (presumably Isbell), and the details are so perfect and lived-in that it’s hard to believe that they aren’t autobiographical: “Then hospital maintenance and tech school, just to memorize Frigidaire parts/But I started missing your mama and I started missing you too/So I went back to painting for my old man/I guess that’s what I’ll always do.” The song climaxes with a sad father-to-son warning: “Don’t let me catch you in Kendale with a bucket of wealthy man’s paint.”

A product of the same musically rich Muscle Shoals, Alabama, region as Truckers Hood and Cooley, Isbell says he met the band through their then road manager Dick Cooper and Hood’s father, renowned studio musician Dave Hood.

“I spent a year hanging out with Patterson, playing acoustic shows, and then when the spot opened up, I went out on the road with them,” Isbell says.

Hood and Cooley had been on the road and in recording studios together for more than a decade by that point, first in the band Adam’s House Cat, then in the Drive-By Truckers. But Isbell says it wasn’t hard to find his place alongside such a close relationship.

“They were very open to letting me do what I needed to do at that point,” Isbell says. “They knew that I was going to be writing a lot of songs, and they knew that I was going to be working on this solo record before I even started in the band. Patterson already knew that I had a lot of songs and liked them, and I think that was more important than anything else — getting a lot of good quality material on the records.”

But the partnership wasn’t meant to last. Isbell had always wanted to be a solo artist and, more than a decade younger than Hood and Cooley, had different goals.

“I don’t think they wanted to spend quite as much time on the road anymore,” Isbell says. “Patterson and Cooley both have kids and families. They didn’t want traveling to be a top priority, and I wasn’t going to ask them to do that. We all decided, pretty much together, that it was time for it to happen. They’re moving in a new direction musically. And I had this record and wanted to put a lot behind it.”

The record is Sirens of the Ditch, Isbell’s solo debut, which will be released next month. On it, Isbell continues the Southern rock sound the Truckers are known for, but he expands his palette with dabs of swamp rock, blues, and torch-song soul.

“Once I got the songs, I think that [Southern sound] was part of keeping the continuity of the record,” Isbell says. “Especially considering how long it was between the time I started the record and the time I finished it. I spent maybe a total of two or three weeks in the studio, but that was over the course of two or three years because we were traveling so much.”

Isbell embarks on a full tour in support of the album next month but has a few warm-up gigs first, including this week at the Hi-Tone Café. Isbell has played just about every rock-band venue in town in recent years as the Truckers evolved from performing for 20 people at the Hi-Tone to filling the New Daisy, but his relationship to Memphis goes deeper than that: Isbell is a University of Memphis graduate, having traveled from north Alabama on scholarship to attend the U of M from 1997 to 2001.

“I just liked the town,” Isbell says of his choice, though he says he didn’t get very involved in the local music scene at the time. “I wanted to go somewhere where I didn’t know anybody. [Memphis] was just far enough away that I didn’t have to see anybody from home that I didn’t want to see, but it was still close enough that I could get back if I needed to.”

Jason Isbell & the 400 UnitWith Brad Bailey and Kyle Kiser

The Hi-Tone Café

Thursday, June 21st

Doors open at 9 p.m.; tickets $10