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The 13th annual Bonnaroo Music & Arts Festival rolled through Manchester, Tennessee, last weekend bringing more than 80,000 music lovers and fortunate freaks to the small town for four days of live music, comedy acts, and tons of fun on 700 acres of Tennessee farmland not too far from Memphis.

With a lengthy bill of acts performing across several stages, no two Bonnaroo experiences are the same. And with overlapping band performances (and lots of walking to get from stage to stage), it’s difficult to be everywhere you want to be. But Bianca Phillips and I took in as much as we could. She’s posted a photo slideshow for your enjoyment, and here are some highlights from my adventure on the farm, in no particular order.

Memphis had a strong presence at Bonnaroo this year, starting with a special screening of “Take Me to the River” in the festival’s Cinema Tent on Thursday afternoon. Produced by Martin Shore, Cody Dickinson, and Dan Sameha, the film celebrates the inter-generational and inter-racial musical influence of Memphis in the face of pervasive discrimination and segregation. It features multiple generations of award-winning Memphis and Mississippi Delta musicians including William Bell, Mavis Staples, Otis Clay, Lil P-Nut, Charlie Musselwhite, Bobby “Blue” Bland, Yo Gotti, Bobby Rush, Frayser Boy, The North Mississippi All-Stars, and many more.

A Memphis treasure, Valerie June, performed to a modest yet fully engaged crowd at one of the event’s tent stages, This Tent, on Saturday. Enamoring the audience with her sweet Southern drawl, June shouted-out to Memphis a few times, noting that some of her songs began as earworms that she sang to herself while working at the herb shop, Maggie’s Pharm, and cleaning houses in Memphis just three years ago before she hit the big-time. Her brothers, Patrick and Jason, who she grew up singing with in church, took the stage with her and provided back-up vocals through several songs. She pulled out her “baby” — a Memphis-made banjo — for a few songs as she worked her way through many of the tracks on her breakout album Pushin’ Against a Stone, including “Workin’ Woman Blues”, “Somebody to Love”, and “Tennessee Time”.

Memphis’ own country-punk rock band Lucero played an early afternoon set on Sunday, but sadly I was unable to catch their performance. I’d be willing to bet they represented us well.

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  • MSMR

A personal favorite, New York-based indie/electro/pop duo MSMR — who also performed at the 2014 Beale Street Music Festival — played to a bursting-at-the-seams crowd at one of the festival’s tent stages, The Other Tent, Thursday night. The animated, pink-haired lead singer, Lizzy Plapinger, flitted across the stage, ecstatically powering through tracks from their 2013 debut album, Secondhand Rapture (including my favorite, “Dark Doo Wop,” which wasn’t included in the BSMF setlist). Before the set’s end, the duo’s other half, Max Hershenow, said to the crowd, “This is only our third year as a band, so we’re really fucking happy you’re here seeing us! Thank you so much for this!”

Bonnaroo is as much about discovering new music as it is about seeing your favorite bands, and this year, I discovered a gem. Though I had heard a song or two of theirs in passing before the festival, the Scottish, female-fronted electro-pop trio Chvrches drew me in with its shimmering synth and the delicate and melodic vocal stylings of the seemingly shy singer Lauren Mayberry. Mayberry spoke demurely to the audience between songs, once commenting on the variety of silly signs and flags jutting up from the crowd (I spotted an oversized Jack Nicholson head on a stick and a Kanye-heckling “Gay Fish” sign): “What is all of this stuff you guys are holding up? [Pointing at one of them] Is that supposed to be a dick?”

Chvrches

  • Chvrches

Adding to the list of female artists I enjoyed at the festival (I promise I didn’t just see the girly stuff), Fugees alumna Ms. Lauryn Hill performed a powerful set on Saturday, also at The Other Tent. Many audience members had camped out for hours to make their way to the front, and some had to be pulled out and over the front railings by security, as they were overheating waiting for the delayed set to start (nearly 30 minutes later than scheduled). When Hill arrived on stage, she and her backing band rocked out a cover of Bob Marley’s “Soul Rebel” and followed with revised versions of well-known tracks, including a reggae rendition of “Killing Me Softly” and a disco-inspired version of “Everything is Everything”.

Ms. Lauryn Hill

  • Ms. Lauryn Hill

And finally, the male-led groups! Atlanta-based metal band Mastodon performed a mind-melding, impossibly tight set at This Tent on Saturday. But not before the Flyer ran into them that afternoon in the press area. Guitarist Bill Kelliher has a Memphis connection, having been tattooed by Babak Tabatabai, owner of Ronin Design & Manufacturing on Broad Avenue. We chatted with Kelliher briefly, and he says they’ve been super busy touring. Not surprising since their new album, Once More ‘Round the Sun, is set for release later this month.

Yours truly with Bill Kelliher from Mastodon

  • Yours truly with Bill Kelliher from Mastodon

I caught the last few minutes of a chaotically energetic performance by Cage the Elephant. After recovering from (apparently one of many) technical difficulties (during which the band casually played riffs from a hip-hop tune), singer Matt Schultz danced around the stage before saying, “We have mostly been Cage the Elephant. We were briefly Dr. Dre. Now we’re back to Cage the Elephant.” During the last song, Schultz insisted on crowdsurfing despite security’s efforts to keep him on the performers’ side of the railing. He climbed over, more than once, at times standing upright on the hands of the eager crowd and came out mostly unscathed besides losing a shoe.

With all of the good music happening from sun up ‘til sun down, it was hard to catch every set, though I did also see a few minutes of Lionel Richie (“Easy Like Sunday Morning”!), Bobby Womack (“Across 110th Street”!), Cake (performing all the classics), and others. Another successful Bonnaroo for the books!

Full moon over Bonnaroo

  • Full moon over Bonnaroo
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The .01 Percent

Lord T & Eloise, the world’s first aristocrunk rappers, are back in Memphis with a show at the Young Avenue Deli on Saturday, October 12th. The duo is known for combining rap culture’s monetary braggadocio with crunk — Memphis’ distinct contribution to the hip-hop soundscape — into a meta consideration of wealth, celebrity, and partying your fool head off.

Lord T, the 18th-century aristocrat with the dirty-south drawl, is the alter ego of Elliott Ives. The harder-barking Eloise, allegedly covered in 24-karat gold skin, is the second self of Robert Anthony, the writer and editor responsible for this perhaps insane concept. Crazy as it may sound, Lord T & Eloise have been a success.

Ives, currently touring and recording as guitarist for Justin Timberlake, recalls the whole concept catching on faster than they ever planned.

“Robert came up with this crazy idea from the perspective of these two characters,” Ives says. “I never thought it would come out. I was like, ‘Man, don’t. Let’s not put that out. These [songs] are stupid.’ But we had 20 something songs.

“Next thing I know: ‘Man, let’s not do a show. We can’t do a show.’ We did a show, and all of a sudden we had a booking agent and were doing national tours. We were wondering what the hell happened. It was my side project at the time.”

The original lineup included DJ Witnesse — who is still part of the team — and Cameron Mann, recent head of the Music Resource Center for the Memphis Music Foundation and now the manager of development and communications at Shelby Farms Park. Mann’s father, Don, started Young Avenue Sound in 2001. (Cameron left the group in 2008.)

Ives was an upstart engineer at Young Avenue Sound in 2006 and orchestrated the purchase of an Akai MPC, the essential sampling tool that was the technological basis of hip-hop as digital technology replaced the hard-to-learn handwork and expense of turntables. The studio became a haven for local hip-hop.

“I convinced Don to buy an MPC, because the studio’s clients were rappers and producers. So I was just grinding out beats and learning that machine,” Ives says.

Aristocrunk, Lord T & Eloise’s 2006 debut album and manifesto, combined the sensibility of the .01 percent with a very heavy dose of Prince Mongo. The Flyer gave the album an A. The sound was essentially Memphian.

Ives had marinated in the horrorcore hip-hip of Orange Mound, with clients working in the shadows of Three 6 Mafia. Where Craig Brewer’s character Shelby from his hip-hop film Hustle & Flow — allegedly based on real-life math teacher and synth whiz Shelby Bryant — ventured alone into rap collaboration, Ives enjoyed a steady stream of hip-hop work through the mid-1990s, honing his sensibility and technical efficiency. Later, this work would inform his musical output in FreeSol, a rap-driven funk-pop outfit that backed Timberlake and which led to his current gig with the pop superstar.

Ives just returned home from touring with Timberlake.

“I have a couple days off,” he says. “We just finished a promo tour and we had a summer tour. It’s been crazy. We did Rio with 95,000 people. You couldn’t see the back. You couldn’t see the sides. It was absolutely insane. The people are so far away from you. It’s not like the Hi-Tone where you have 200 people right in your face. That’s hard to play.”

Lord T & Eloise return to the intimacy of Memphis this Saturday. Despite the recent highs of playing to tens of thousands, Ives is excited about this homecoming:

“It’s going to be really cool. We haven’t played for a while, but we were getting to a really cool place. We have a rotating cast of characters. We have Paul the Tailor playing drums. That’s going to be awesome. Biggs Strings is on bass. And DJ Witnesse.”

As time allows, the band will continue working on the next mixtape, which will be their fourth album, following 2008’s Chairmen of the Bored and Rapocalyse from 2010.

“We have a bunch of unfinished material for Blackout Crunk Vol. 1, which is not finished,” Ives says. “We have it all mapped out. The songs are there.”

Sadly, Ives reports that Anthony has become stuck in character and is receiving medical attention. Our request for an interview with Anthony was answered with a carrier-pigeon-delivered scroll offering financial-advisory services. But the show will go on.

Lord T & Eloise with Spaceface Young Avenue Deli Saturday, October 12th, 9 p.m.-2 a.m.

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A World of Sound

Combining the best of Memphis music past and present with some of the most legendary performers in rock and soul history and a sampling of today’s biggest bands, Memphis In May’s Beale Street Music Festival has become one of the largest music festivals in the country, routinely drawing over 150,000 fans to the banks of the Big Muddy. This year’s lineup should only help continue the festival’s popularity, bringing more than 60 acts from a variety of musical genres and generations for a three-day celebration of the city’s mighty music heritage.

The Beale Street Music Fest will divide acts among four stages in Tom Lee Park, a 33-acre site that sits at the base of historic Beale Street and stretches along the majestic Mississippi River. This year’s festival is headlined by a couple of the most interesting bands from 1970s, each of which has made high-profile comebacks.

Detroit bad boys Iggy & the Stooges, who were arguably the first punk band, will close out the Cellular South Stage Friday night, and fellow ’70s artists Steely Dan, who became unlikely radio stars with a blend of rock, jazz, and soul, will headline the Cellular South Stage Saturday night.

But the festival’s real calling card may be jam-bands, particularly ones with a distinctly Southern flavor. The Budweiser Stage on Friday is the place for fans of venerable road warriors the Allman Brothers Band, with spin-off faves the Derek Trucks Band and Gov’t Mule among the bands warming up for them.

Those who like to groove to a ’70s sound will want to stake out a good place at the AutoZone Stage Saturday night, where funk masters the Ohio Players give way to boogie-rock headliner George Thorogood. Younger listeners already nostalgic for the ’90s will want to seek out the Cellular South Stage Sunday night for a closing double-bill of the Barenaked Ladies and the Counting Crows.

There’s also plenty of exciting contemporary music to be had at this year’s festival. Soul fans can catch a back-to-back showcase of two of contemporary soul’s emerging stars on the Budweiser Stage Sunday night: British chanteuse Corinne Bailey Rae (of the smash single “Put Your Records On”) followed by Grammy favorite John Legend.

Some of the most interesting new acts at this year’s festival are ones that bring a fresh approach to roots genres, including bluegrass. Nashville’s Old Crow Medicine Show play the Cellular South Stage Saturday afternoon, and the Duhks play the AutoZone Stage earlier in the day. On Sunday, in the TN Lottery Blues Tent, the Lee Boys will try to blow the roof off with their soaring, sanctified steel-guitar sound.

Headbangers will also have plenty of modern rock to choose from this year. Australia’s Wolfmother bring their breakout freak-out rock to the Budweiser Stage Saturday night. Youngsters can swoon and thrash to the emo-style rock of Hawthorne Heights and Taking Back Sunday on the Budweiser Stage Saturday. And those with a taste for more muscular rock can take in American Idol star Daughtry and emerging radio-rock heavyweights Hinder. They close the AutoZone Stage Sunday night.

Of course, it wouldn’t be the Beale Street Music Fest without a heaping helping of blues, and this year is no exception. Former Howlin’ Wolf sideman Hubert Sumlin and Chicago blues queen Koko Taylor highlight the TN Lottery Blues Tent Friday. Eclectic blues master Taj Mahal brings the genre to the AutoZone Stage Saturday night. Sunday, blue-eyed blues will be on display at the TN Lottery Blues Tent in the form of Watermelon Slim.

The Beale Street Music Festival also remains a must-see for the musical legends of Memphis and the Mid-South. Rock-and-Roll Hall of Famer Jerry Lee Lewis will play the Budweiser Stage Friday night. On Saturday, you can celebrate the 50th anniversary of Stax records with Eddie Floyd and the Bar-Kays on the Cellular South Stage, then head over to see Beale Street’s own Bobby “Blue” Bland close out the TN Lottery Blues Tent. On Sunday, Sun rockabilly bad boy Billy Lee Riley will get things red hot on the Cellular South Stage, while Hi Records songstress Ann Peebles performs on the Budweiser Stage later that afternoon.

And you can also get a sense of what Memphis sounds like today, sampling hip-hop (Three 6 Mafia; Project Pat), blues (Richard Johnston; Daddy Mack Blues Band; and Alvin Youngblood Hart), and rock (North Mississippi Allstars; Egypt Central).

All in all, the options are daunting, but with a solid plan and some comfortable shoes, you should be able to pack your weekend with great music.

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Bad-Vibe Bands

At first blush, the Stooges and Steely Dan — who will close out the Beale Street Music Festival on Friday and Saturday nights, respectively — have nothing in common beyond their proximity in record-store bins. They were two of the very best American rock bands in that diffuse, transitional period between the breakup of the Beatles and the rise of punk, but it’s hard to think of two major rock bands more different: in sound, image, background, and fan bases. (The only people who like both bands: rock critics.)

The Stooges, whose original run lasted from 1969 to 1973 (with a hiccup of a breakup in between) and whose original recorded output consisted of 23 songs and just over a hundred minutes of music across three albums, were essentially the bridge between mid-’60s garage rock and mid-’70s punk. Led by snarling, combative, confrontational singer Iggy Stooge (later Pop), the Stooges were middle-class Michigan kids who blasted away at suburban nothingness with the biggest, ugliest sound they could muster. Iggy later described the band as “juvenile-delinquent kids, running wild in America.” (By contrast, Steely Dan could have described themselves as overprivileged collegians, smirking lazily in the dorm lounge.)

The Stooges’ first, eponymous album, produced by the Velvet Underground’s John Cale (who didn’t seem to quite get them) included a few duds and three eternal anti-anthems — “1969,” “No Fun,” and the elemental “I Wanna Be Your Dog.” Iggy, at age 21, opens the record — and closes the decade — with a summertime-blues lament for an age of literal rioting in the streets: “Well, it’s 1969 okay/War across the U.S.A./It’s another year for me and you/Another year with nothing to do.”

The band’s last album, 1973’s David Bowie-produced Raw Power, added a fourth classic, “Search and Destroy,” which not even a Nike TV commercial could ruin. But, in between, was the megaton bomb: Fun House, which opens with Iggy yipping and howling before the band launches into the menacing groove of “Down on the Street.” Intense dirges “Dirt” and “Loose” were a self-lacerating peak no punk band would ever match. The title track, with Steve Mackay joining on a squawky saxophone, is like a spazz-out, garage-rock version of a James Brown jam.

If the Stooges were a pure rock band, Steely Dan was nothing of the sort. After launching their 1972 debut Can’t Buy a Thrill with the beautiful, bitter radio-rock classic “Reeling in the Years,” the band became AOR staples throughout the decade. Yet musical partners Walter Becker and Donald Fagen never really seemed that fond of rock. Rather, Becker and Fagen assembled their sui generis sound from every element tangential to rock-and-roll — jazz, traditional pop, blues, and R&B. And, unlike the Stooges, who got an unlikely record deal on the strength of their assaultive live shows, Steely Dan eschewed the traditional origin-and-development arc of the “rock band,” forming in the studio and pretty much staying there. Steely Dan has almost always been a two-man operation — with a rotating cast of studio musicians — and the “band” ceased touring after 1974 until an unlikely return to the stage in the ’90s. Where the Stooges were committed to total audience

The Stooges

engagement, Steely Dan preferred not to interact with the concert rabble.

Where the Stooges spoke directly and simply, lashing out with a first-person revulsion that was clearly their own, Steely Dan’s songs were tricky, laden with irony and delivered by untrustworthy narrators, qualities hard to hear through a sonic aesthetic that could sound like cocktail hour for upscale fortysomethings.

But the very source of Steely Dan’s charm is in the tension, such as it is, between the band’s low-life lyrics and high-toned jazz-rock soundscapes (a dynamic reinforced by the knowledge that this totem of serious, musicianly respectability is named for a dildo in William S. Burroughs’ Naked Lunch). Those plush, meticulous backing tracks are perhaps best heard as the idealized interior soundtrack of the typical Steely Dan protagonist — invariably a well-educated and well-off white guy of questionable moral character for whom things aren’t quite working out. Fagen has even sort of endorsed this reading by confessing that he and Becker think of their albums as comedy records to some degree.

Steely Dan albums are populated by junkies, losers, and killers, but these subjects tend to be approached with distance and irony. The Stooges were the “dirt” they sang about. And yet this ostensible perversity unites the bands. Both the Stooges and Steely Dan were bad-vibe bands, essaying a societal sickness without ever making message music. They approached the same bad shit from very different perspectives, and the more you listen and learn about them, the more the distinctions begin to blur. Steely Dan’s songs are more writerly, to be sure, but are also suffused with cryptic, sneakily personal references. And, as primitive as the Stooges may have sounded, they were no savages. In later years, Iggy explained the band’s music as a deliberate, thought-through artistic strategy: “Slowly I came up with a kind of concept. A lot of it was based on the attitude of juvenile delinquency and general mental grievance that I’d gotten from these dropouts I was hanging out with,” he said, comparing the band’s basic, overwhelming sound to the drill presses at hometown Ford plants.

The bands also shared a jazz connection, though Steely Dan were inspired by bop, and the Stooges were more attracted to the atonal attack of free jazz.

The Stooges and Steely Dan have also made comebacks this decade, a move that, on record at least, has worked out better for Steely Dan. (In concert, this dynamic could well be reversed.) This is predictable: Steely Dan’s music has always sounded “old,” so, in a way, Becker and Fagen may just be catching up with their own sound. By contrast, the Stooges’ “juvenile-delinquent” rock doesn’t befit AARP members, and on the band’s recent comeback album, The Weirdness, you can hear Iggy and original bandmates Ron and Scott Asheton (with Mackay back on sax as well) struggle to keep pace with the past.

Where Becker and Fagen have only grown more familiar with the questionable characters they’ve long given voice to, Iggy struggles to enliven an aesthetic rooted in a snotty, personal dissatisfaction that doesn’t age well. The result is lyrics like, “I got the top down on my Cadillac” and “You can’t have friends/The money’s gonna see to that.”

Steely Dan’s comeback album, 2000’s Two Against Nature, was a triumph by comparison. The cheekily titled Two Against Nature was something of an album-length sequel to the band’s last hit single, 1980’s “Hey Nineteen,” in which a class of ’67 “dandy of Gamma Chi” tries to pick up a girl too young to remember Aretha Franklin, a mortality-enforcing romantic failure that leaves our hero repeating the refrain “The Cuervo Gold/The fine Colombian/Make tonight a wonderful thing” as jazz-fusion sings him to sleep.

Two Against Nature is consumed with tales of aging men in pursuit of sex, from “Gaslighting Abbie”‘s cryptic triangle to the protagonist of “Almost Gothic,” who is so infatuated with a Little Eva of Bleecker Street that he’s “sizzling like an isotope.” But most memorable of all is “Janie Runaway.” It’s the story of a Manhattan painter rejuvenated by jailbait Janie who ends the song angling for a threesome with her friend Melanie.

Two Against Nature completed Steely Dan’s comeback by beating out Eminem’s Marshall Mathers LP for the Grammy, a feat that was widely derided as an example of the Grammys’ old-fogey instincts and probably was. But what critics and Grammy voters seemed to miss, equally, is that Two Against Nature is, in its own way, as prickly, confrontational, and outré as The Marshall Mathers LP — or anything by the Stooges.

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Staying Power

It’s just after 9 o’clock on a balmy Thursday night, and the View Sports Bar & Grill located inside the Executive Inn, near the runways of Memphis International Airport, is beginning to fill up with regulars. The space, run by Indian immigrant Satinder Sharma, an avowed soul-music fan, has a unique décor: fake street lamps, a mirrored ceiling panel, and decorations from last year’s New Year’s Eve celebration on the wall.

Outside, the Lil’ Howlin’ Wolf tour bus sits idle, near a portable sign that directs highway sinners toward the Sunday church services offered at the hotel. Inside, Ben Cauley and his eponymous revue tear through a chitlin-circuit take on B.B. King’s “The Thrill Is Gone,” the panes of glass pulsing with the onslaught of sound bending off the dropped ceiling’s perfect acoustics. Cauley — the only survivor of the 1967 plane crash that killed the majority of his fellow bandmates, the Bar-Kays, and their mentor, soul legend Otis Redding — stands front and center, looking sharp in a black suit and matching felt fedora. Behind him, in the bar’s bay window, a loose amalgamation of musicians, which grows exponentially as the night rolls on, rip through a heart-stopping set of blues standards and slinky R&B.

By 11 p.m., Cauley has stripped off his coat and rolled up his shirtsleeves. Sweat pours down his face as he works to appease the female booty dancers in front of the stage. A man from the audience sings an earthy rendition of “I Stand Accused,” and a harmonica player bounces up for an agile run through Jimi Hendrix’s “Crosstown Traffic.” He’s followed by regional soul-blues star Booker Brown, who rips through a pair of Stax anthems, Eddie Floyd’s “Knock on Wood” and Redding’s “I Can’t Turn You Loose.” The latter, of course, was one of the Big O’s greatest songs, and it’s incredible to witness Cauley’s performance as he plays with an integrated band that spans three generations.

This is the current state of Memphis soul — an update on the heady 1960s, when footloose white teenagers would head across downtown’s mile-long bridge to hear black musicians at clubs like the Plantation Inn, located on the wild Arkansas side of the Mississippi River.

Wearing a T-shirt and blue jeans, guitarist Cory Bickham, a Baton Rouge native who also mans the hotel’s front desk, bristles with energy as he backs his idols with stinging electric riffs. “I’m just a white boy trying to keep up with these legends,” he says.

And the legends keep showing up. Stax session player (and Blues Brothers percussionist) Willie Hall is here, along with Brown and juke-joint drummer Don Valentine. Baby-voiced singer Carla Thomas has been known to show up and spend the evening crooning into the microphone, keeping the crowd on its feet all night long. Gene Mason — who managed Stax artists such as the Bar-Kays and William Bell and who owned numerous Memphis nightclubs — plans to bolster the summer’s entertainment schedule with out-of-town acts, including Atlanta soul man Harvey Scales.

For now, there’s plenty of live music to choose from: Joyce Henderson and Booker Brown perform on Mondays, Willie Covington and Willie Hall on Tuesdays, the Ben Cauley Revue on Thursdays, the Total Package Band on Fridays, and Don Valentine and the Hollywood All-Stars on Sundays. (Wednesday is a DJ night, while on Saturdays, the facility is rented out for private parties.)

Showtime is 8 p.m.; admission is $5.

The View Sports Bar & Grill is located inside the Executive Inn at 3222 Airways Blvd. For more information, call 332-3800.

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Relaunch

Fifty years ago, white Memphis fiddle player Jim Stewart started a music label, called Satellite, releasing a few pop, rockabilly, and country singles. A few years later, that label, rechristened Stax, would emerge as the Southern giant of soul music, rivaling its Detroit counterpart Motown as the country’s most important purveyor of “black” pop music (not such a simple distinction at Stax).

This year, three organizations — Soulsville (which operates the Stax Museum of American Soul Music and the Stax Music Academy on the original label site at the corner of College and McLemore in South Memphis), the Memphis Convention and Visitors Bureau (MCVB), and Concord Music Group — have joined forces to celebrate the 50th anniversary of Stax with a yearlong campaign that will involve a massive slate of classic Stax reissues, a publicity campaign, a new documentary about the label, a series of revue-style concerts (including June 22nd at the Orpheum), and, most daringly, a relaunch of Stax as an active record label.

According to Deanie Parker — a former Stax publicist, songwriter, and artist who would go on to head up the Soulsville organization and is spending her final year on the organization’s board overseeing the “Stax 50” celebration — the genesis of this celebration came a few years ago, right after the museum opened in 2003 and Soulsville board members were looking toward the future: “While we were concentrating on the stabilization of Soulsville — the academy and the museum — we were also thinking, What is the next thing that warrants our time and attention? And one of the things the board had put on its agenda was Stax 50.”

Under Parker’s direction, Soulsville partnered with the MCVB, which had overseen the city’s “50 Years of Rock and Roll” celebration in 2004. But what could have been — like the “50 Years of Rock and Roll” campaign — a primarily Memphis-generated P.R. initiative became something more tangible when the California-based Concord Music Group came into the mix.

Concord purchased Fantasy, which had acquired the bulk of the Stax catalog (that not distributed by Atlantic records during the early years of the Memphis label’s history) and the Stax name after the soul label’s messy mid-’70s dissolution, in 2004, with plans to re-energize the Stax brand.

“In the purchase of Fantasy, everyone thought that Stax was a very important part of the package,” says Robert Smith, senior vice president of strategic marketing for Concord. “Those Stax records, obviously, never went away, but it was certainly looked at as a property where the catalog could be further revitalized and the label could be relaunched. It’s one of those very few actual brands in music. So the plan was never just to do more reissues and raise awareness about the legacy but also to move forward and relaunch it as an active soul-music label.”

Smith says that the 50th anniversary of the label was a definite factor in Concord’s initial planning, making a partnership with Soulsville and the MCVB a mutually beneficial relationship.

“We found within the Concord family, I think, an appreciation for and a sincerity about the Stax catalog,” Parker says. “And one of things that I like about Concord is that they do have marketing and promotional savvy. They’ve got that. They’ve got the capacity and creativity to recognize promotional opportunities, seize them, and take them to the next level. And [we’ve] not had that opportunity with the previous owner of the Stax catalog.”

Parker praises Fantasy as a respectful guardian of the Stax catalog, but says that now “the need is different.”

Concord’s revitalization of Stax began earlier this year with what promises to be a massive reissue campaign. The first foray came in February with Johnnie Taylor: Live at the Summit Club, a concert album from the Stax singer (best known for his 1968 hit “Who’s Making Love”) recorded in Los Angeles during the filming of the famous 1972 WattStax concert. Concord followed in March with the two-disc Stax 50th Anniversary Celebration, the first self-contained collection to span the gamut of Stax’s history, and a bonus-track-laden reissue of Carla Thomas’ 1967 studio album The Queen Alone.

The reissues will continue with a series of “very best of” collections from multiple Stax artists, expanded reissues of Isaac Hayes’ studio albums, multi-disc sets dedicated to the Staple Singers and the 1967 Stax/Volt Revue European tour, and other releases.

A Stax documentary — Respect Yourself: The Stax Records Story — produced and directed by Memphian Robert Gordon and Los Angeles filmmaker Morgan Neville will be released on DVD by Concord in August, following a broadcast as part of PBS’ Great Performances series.

Many of these releases require cooperation between Concord and Rhino, which holds the rights to the portion of the Stax catalog retained by Atlantic after that label’s distribution deal with Stax ended in 1968.

“Traditionally, over the years, there has been a great deal of cross-licensing between Atlantic, now Rhino, and Stax, so that’s just continued,” says Smith. “If you go through your Stax Justin Fox Burks

collections, there is a great deal of intermingling. Stax 50th is clearly a major piece of collaboration. Twenty-one [songs] from Atlantic and 29, I think, from our Stax catalog.”

The Stax 50th compilation was produced and compiled by noted Stax scholar Rob Bowman and Cheryl Pawelski, a Concord executive who left the company in January to take the job of vice president of A&R at Rhino, a move that Parker hopes will help bring the two sides of the Stax legacy even more in line.

“Without a total understanding of how all of that fits together, and realizing that whatever they’ve structured today is going to change tomorrow, because the industry is in flux, I will say this with total confidence: That woman loves the Stax product and the soul music that comes out of Memphis,” Parker says. “So we have an ally. We have somebody there who understands and appreciates it enough that when she has to go to a meeting where there are 20- and 30-year-olds making a decision and who can only relate to rap and hip-hop, she’ll bring some balance to the table. Makes a difference.”

But as exciting as the current (and future) reissue campaigns might be to fans of Stax’s classic sound, Smith emphasizes that that’s only a part of what Concord has planned for Stax.

“The real purpose is to combine the heritage and legacy of Stax with the relaunch of the label and the signing of new artists and releasing of new records,” Smith says. “If you’re only dealing with it from a catalog standpoint, then you’re really missing what is truly behind this, which is that soul music is truly an important part of American musical culture.”

This relaunch of Stax as an active label began modestly with the March release of Interpretations: Celebrating the Music of Earth, Wind & Fire, a tribute album to the ’70s Chicago funk/R&B band — founded by Memphian Maurice White — in which contemporary soul artists cover the band’s songs.

This relaunch kicks into a higher gear in August with a new release by highly regarded neo-soul singer Angie Stone, followed by albums from Lalah Hathaway (daughter of soul star Donnie Hathaway), N’Dambi, and Soullive. But the highest-profile release on the new Stax will likely come from a name inseparable from the old Stax: Isaac Hayes, whose first album of new material under the Stax name in 20 years is set for release later this year.

John Burk, Concord’s executive vice president of A&R, acknowledges that it was important for Concord to launch this new Stax with a connection to the label’s legacy, but Smith says the signing of Hayes goes far beyond mere symbolism.

“Isaac Hayes is still a really vital artist and still a really important one, and we’re very fortunate to have him recording for Stax,” Smith says. “It wasn’t done for another reason. He’s just a great artist and one who does stand for what Stax is about, so of course it’s important from that standpoint. But Isaac Hayes is not recording here because he was on Stax. He’s recording here because he’s Isaac Hayes.”

Concord hopes to expand interest in a classic artist with the Hayes release, something the label, which released the hugely successful 2004 Ray Charles album Genius Loves Company, has some experience in.

“There are a lot of reasons it would be satisfying,” Smith says. “Isaac Hayes is one of those cornerstones of great American music. He hasn’t gone away. He’s so well-recognized and by young people, which doesn’t mean they own a lot of old Isaac Hayes records.”

And there’s a chance other veteran Stax artists could follow Hayes back onto the Stax roster. Booker T. Jones has acknowledged discussions with Concord, and Burk says, perhaps teasingly, “a lot of those original Stax artists are still around and still have things to say.”

But however much original Stax artists may get involved in the relaunch, the core of the new Stax is likely to be just that: new.

“There are great singers who, in a modern way, fit what that Stax tradition has always meant,” Smith says. “I think it’s exemplified by Angie Stone or Lalah Hathaway. Of course, if we didn’t have Stax we’d still want to have Angie Stone on our label, making a great record. She really epitomizes what Stax is about.”

But this relaunch may be bittersweet for a lot of Memphians. After all, Stax isn’t just a name but the product of a specific time and place, a specific set of unrepeatable historical circumstances. Burk cites the way Motown has remained a viable label over the years. But even though records have continued to be released with the “Motown” imprint, that hasn’t made those records Motown. Similarly, can the new “Stax” be Stax, especially based in Beverly Hills rather than South Memphis?

“I’m not critical of that,” Deanie Parker says of the relaunch. “But I have thought about it. I take comfort in my belief that Concord is not going to put anything on that Stax label that would destroy or belittle the integrity of that brand. I am all for Stax making a quantum leap into the 21st century and providing an opportunity for today’s artists to express themselves if they have a love, understanding, and appreciation for what we did.”

“It can’t be repeated,” Burk says of the creative formula that forged Stax, “but it can be a model for an artists’ community, which is what we’d like it to be. But that’s not geographic anymore. The world has changed.”

“People buy music because its great music,” Smith says. “I think the new releases will speak for themselves. They’re certainly of great quality. Very few things stay the same or stay in one place. What Stax was at its very beginning is different from what it was in its later years. Art, the commerce of art even, evolves. Tastes change. And social and cultural influences change music. What Stax started as and what it was by 1975 were very different things, because it’s a living tradition. One wouldn’t expect anybody to make music that tried to sound like it. So, I think the question is, what did Stax stand for, and how would it have evolved going forward? I think that the kind of artists we’re signing and the respect we’re paying that label and what it stands for will be really self-evident in the records we’re putting out.”

“The kind of place that Stax Records created is not one that can be duplicated,” Parker acknowledges. “But we could emulate it, and I’d like to see that happen in Memphis.”

If you believed everything you read in Memphis last fall, you would have been under the impression that it would, indeed, be happening in Memphis, with Millington-bred pop star Justin Timberlake overseeing Concord’s Stax relaunch from here in the heart of Soulsville. But that didn’t happen and isn’t likely to.

“There are so many things that are reported, and there are so many conversations that happen that go somewhere or don’t go somewhere, and I’m not in any official capacity to be able to talk about it,” Smith says of the Timberlake rumors.

Another source close to the situation acknowledges that there were discussions between Concord and Timberlake, though the two sides never got close to an agreement about the extent of his involvement with the label. But the two sides have maintained a good relationship, and it isn’t out of the question that Timberlake could get involved in the new Stax in some capacity.

Even though the new Stax won’t be based out of Memphis, Concord executives stress that an active relationship with the city is a priority.

“We’d like to have a presence in town,” Burk says, suggesting that could come in the form of a satellite office in Memphis or the signing of contemporary Memphis artists to the new Stax, if the right situation emerged.

“We feel that we’re attached at the hip,” Smith says. “And that’s where the pleasure of working with people in Memphis, especially Deanie Parker and [original Stax] artists, is very satisfying.”

As for Parker, her hopes for the bundle of activity surround this 50th anniversary celebration are many, from financial and publicity benefits for Soulsville and its mission to tangible benefits for original Stax artists to raising the profile of Stax as a model for what’s possible in Memphis.

“Stax served its community,” Parker says. “Too much of [music today] exploits the community. This focus [on Stax] distinctly defines what music can do: economically, morally, socially, culturally. It has the capacity to do that.”

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In Search of the Subteens

What makes a popular band just disappear?

“You want to hear about me sitting alone in a room doing coke and listening to the phone ring?” asks Mark Akin, the lanky guitarist and charismatic frontman for the Subteens, a hard-rocking trio (and sometimes quartet) that spent nearly a decade earning a reputation as Midtown’s best bar band before vanishing without a trace. “I was doing a considerable amount of drugs, and that became more important than everything else,” Akin confesses. “Obviously, I never expected that to happen. But nobody ever does.”

The Subteens story sounds a lot like a Subteens song. Although the band’s reunion on Saturday, April 28th, at Young Avenue Deli will likely draw a considerable crowd, when the band formed in 1995, nobody paid them much attention. During their first four years, the Subteens went through drummers like Spinal Tap and played in almost total obscurity to an audience the band describes as “girlfriends and bartenders.”

“The running gag was that we were too stupid to quit,” says bassist Jay Hines, who calls the Subteens “a band built for self-destruction.” But stupid is as stupid does, and the Subteens stupid fortunes began to change for the better when drummer and vocalist Christene Kings from the all-girl California duo the Chubbies joined the group in 1998.

“That’s when I first started noticing people showing up for shows,” Akin recalls. “And that’s also when we started putting boobs on the flyers we’d put on telephone poles.” The band wasn’t any better, he says, just better looking.

By the time Kings was replaced on drums with John “Bubba” Bonds (previously with Kenny Brown and the Verbs), the Subteens were drawing enthusiastic crowds. In 2000, the group released Burn Your Cardigan, a modish nine-song rocker that one critic accurately described as “harkening back to the days when the Clash could share a stage with the Jam.” Buried amid Akin’s originals, which vividly chronicle such tried-and-true subjects as beer, Midtown melodrama, and suburban malaise, was an unlikely cover of Billy Joel’s “You May Be Right.” Although the Subteens would crank out many more originals and cover more obvious material such as AC/DC’s “Whole Lotta Rosie” and the Ramones’ “Chinese Rocks,” “You May Be Right” became the band’s standby and a rallying cry for fans who thought Akin was just the lunatic they were looking for.

“I always thought it was fun to play a song that everybody would immediately dismiss as dorky,” Akin says of the song, which turned out to be less dorky than prophetic. As the Subteens’ popularity grew, so did Akin’s ego and habits.

“I got my head up my ass a whole lot more,” he says. “I was somewhere backstage dumping out piles of my favorite party favor. The guy I was doing it with was in the opening band, and he looked at me and said, ‘Man, what do you think you’re in — Aerosmith or something?’

“I wanted to live that [rock-star] life,” Akin says. And when people started showing up [to our shows], I took that as permission to start behaving like a jackass without the whole part of selling millions of records.”

As Akin sank deeper into his habits, Subteens sets became shorter and more unpredictable. The band might pull off a brilliant show or Akin might throw up on himself. “Either way, it was entertaining,” he says. And no show was over until Akin had stripped down to nothing but his guitar and a drunken grin.

“I think I may have started performing to strip buck-naked rather than to play the music,” Akin admits. “My idea of what a Subteens show was was debauchery, nudity, and alcohol. That’s fun, but you’ve got to put the music first.”

Things got worse.

“I pawned my girlfriend’s guitar — as all good stories start,” Akin recalls. “She had been bearing down on me to return it, but someone else had bought it. [The Subteens] were playing at Young Avenue Deli, and she lived around the corner. I remember calling her on the phone from backstage and telling her what happened. She understandably freaked. The place was filling up, and the opening band was playing. I left the Deli and walked to her house and found her standing on the porch smashing plates.”

Shortly after the release of the band’s second (and much better) album, So That’s What the Kids Are Calling It, Akin stopped showing up for shows. Instead, he sat alone in his room doing coke and listening to the phone ring.

Akin isn’t worried about returning to the stage mostly clothed and fully sober, although his last attempt at playing it straight left him feeling a little awkward.

“I’d been off drugs for maybe two or three months of a five-year coke bender [at the time of the band’s last show a few years ago]. Your head’s still pretty twisted. Usually I was half-drunk and half-naked and babbling all kinds of insane stuff to the crowd. But immediately I was more self-conscious.”

Whether or not this show is a one-time-only event for the band’s fans, who never got to say a proper goodbye, or the beginning of a new, more responsible chapter in Subteens history, depends largely on the show. “If we can get through this show without anybody getting arrested or divorced, we’ll talk about it,” Akin says.

“It’s probably a one-off,” Hines concludes, pointing out that he’s the only member of the band who is still married.

The Subteens Reunion Show

Young Avenue Deli

Saturday, April 28th

Door opens at 9 p.m.; admission $10

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Back From the Black

The Lemonheads were a great band on many levels, but their music was always overshadowed by the outsized persona of their frontman, Evan Dando. In the band’s rise to fame in the early ’90s, Dando came to adorn the bedroom walls of the hipper teen girls, while his band seemed to perpetually be featured in Sassy‘s Cute Band Alert! Then came the much-publicized drug spiral which had Dando latching onto Oasis as a fifth wheel and admitting to the British press that he had recently smoked enough crack to temporarily destroy his voice.

The son of a dentist and a fashion model, Dando formed what would become the Lemonheads (then known as the Whelps) during his last year at the upper-crust Commonwealth High School in Boston. Following graduation and a failed stint at Skidmore College, Dando and co-founder Ben Deily changed the band’s name to the Lemonheads and released an EP titled Laughing All the Way to the Cleaners.

At this point, the band was pulling the Hüsker Dü trick of injecting post-hardcore with a lot of pop. Boston’s token independent label at the time, Taang!, took notice and signed the band. The resulting debut album, Hate Your Friends (1987), plus its follow-up, Creator (1988), found the Lemonheads taking a fantastic run at the frantic sound that Boston underground bands such as Mission of Burma and the Moving Targets were known for. In fact, Creator‘s “Clang Bang Clang” is the best Mission of Burma rewrite to come from the countless attempts of bands influenced by the Boston legends. The Lemonheads’ third album, 1989’s Lick, piled on even more pop, as well as some acoustic leanings, and attained brief notoriety for its full-throttle cover of Suzanne Vega’s hit “Luka.” Deily then lost a spotlight power struggle and departed, leaving Dando to steer the band to higher-profile pastures.

Bettina Richards, who would go on to form Chicago’s Thrill Jockey Records, was a major-label A&R rep in 1990 and got the Lemonheads signed to Atlantic a full year before the “Smells Like Teen Spirit” feeding frenzy would gorge on the indie underground, awarding scores of lesser-known bands with big advances and even bigger debts.

Lovey, released the same year, did not make the Lemonheads a household name but did showcase Dando’s further moves away from volume and speed and into country pop, culminating in a cover of his hero Gram Parson’s “Brass Buttons.” Two years later, when the band’s It’s a Shame About Ray was stacking up favorable attention in the Nirvana-saturated, alternative-friendly world of underground rock, a non-album cover of Simon and Garfunkel’s “Mrs. Robinson” (recorded to coincide with the video release of The Graduate) would make the band, and especially the photogenic Dando, big stars. Reportedly disdainful of the track, the band nonetheless begrudgingly added it as the last track on a second version of Ray in 1992.

Dando hung out with stars (Johnny Depp), dated stars, became Gen-X’s pin-up boy (People magazine voted him one of 1993’s “Sexiest Men Alive”), and was even the negative muse for the short-lived fanzine I Hate Evan Dando. That yardstick of morality, Courtney Love, offered one of her more hilarious interview moments when she admitted to “having impure thoughts” when Dando once stayed at the Cobain household.

To say the least, the Lemonheads were poised for serious stardom with the release of 1993’s Come On Feel the Lemonheads. That didn’t happen. Despite “Into Your Arms” scratching at the back door of the Top 40, the frontman’s problems were beginning to sabotage the band’s ascent. Drugs had become an issue, and Dando’s erratic behavior, like showing up unannounced at other artists’ shows with guitar in hand and incoherent mumbles at the ready, were all working to accelerate the singer’s downward spiral. Dando went solo and toured with Epic Soundtracks in 1995 but was booed from the stage at the Glastonbury Festival for showing up several hours late. A drug meltdown in an Australian airport capped off his two-and-a-half-year lost weekend, and Dando then attempted sobriety for one final Lemonheads record, 1996’s good but neglected Car Button Cloth (with Dinosaur Jr. drummer Murph on board).

Despite going into self-imposed exile until 2001, when he launched a solo world tour (Live at the Brattle Theater/Griffith Sunset was released the same year as a tour document), Dando has been fairly active since. His first proper solo album, Baby I’m Bored, appeared in 2003, and the newly focused songwriter embarked on a couple of disparate collaborations: one with the reunited MC5 and the other as a songwriting helping hand for the Dandy Warhols. Last year, it was announced that the Lemonheads name would be used for a project fronted by Dando with, interestingly enough, Karl Alvarez and Bill Stephenson of the Descendents/All backing him up.

Signed to Vagrant Records, this revamped Lemonheads produced a self-titled album that avoids the straightforward pop-punk the line-up (and label) might have suggested in favor of a rocking, mature version of something the band could have easily done in the late ’80s. The expert hook-writing that Dando was always known for is, at least most of the time, in effect here, and the album is aided by the guest guitar wailings of longtime buddy J. Mascis (“No Backbone” and “Steve’s Boy”), though Gibby Haynes’ noise intro on the otherwise great “Rule of Three” seems like an afterthought. Considering that 1996 (the year of the last Lemonheads album) could have easily been the last peep from Dando, Lemonheads is an honorable return to form that will delight old fans and possibly win new ones who weren’t even born when Hate Your Friends was released.

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Big Band Sound

Talk about wanting to be a fly on the wall. Who wouldn’t have liked to have been hovering nearby when composer Paul O’Neill, who had managed such bands as the Scorpions, Aerosmith, and Humble Pie, first pitched his nutty idea for assembling the Trans-Siberian Orchestra, an operatically inclined 60-piece orchestra with a full choir created primarily, though not entirely, for the purpose of recording Christmas carols and holiday music? It was 1996, the grunge wave was petering out, the increasingly accessible Internet was already making industry types nervous, and nobody knew how to make money off a regularly touring three piece, let alone a holly-jolly juggernaut like TSO. According to all reports, O’Neill and his partners Robert Kinkel and Jon Olivia of the band Savatage weren’t taken terribly seriously, but that didn’t stop them from producing Christmas Eve and Other Stories, The Christmas Attic, The Lost Christmas Eve, and a boxed set called simply The Christmas Trilogy.

In addition to their overblown caroling, TSO made an amusingly earnest attempt to bridge heavy rock with classical music in their first non-Christmas recording, Beethoven’s Last Night, wherein the dying Beethoven encounters such figures as Lady Fate and, of course, the devil.

TSO brings its classical rock sound to the Mid-South Coliseum on Saturday, November 11th.

Trans-Siberian Orchestra, 8 p.m., Saturday, November 11th, Mid-South Coliseum, $31-$41

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Jeff Daniels Sings

If you didn’t know actor Jeff Daniels — the star of movies as disparate (and excellent) as The Squid and the Whale, Gettysburg, and Dumb & Dumber — was also a songwriter and musician, you can be forgiven. Hardly anybody knew.

At the behest of a friend, Daniels began performing his songs a few years ago and recorded an album, Live and Unplugged. The proceeds of the album’s sales benefit the Purple Rose Theater in Chelsea, Michigan, which the actor founded. He serves as executive director.

In songs such as “You Can Drink an Ugly Girl Pretty,” Daniels’ voice has a mild, inoffensive twang that mimics Lyle Lovett a little, and in the in-love-after-the-first-date song “Kathy,” Daniels’ singing takes a more earnest tone, a la Jackson Browne.

But what makes Daniels more interesting than the typical actor cum musician is that his songs are not affectations at all. He’s been writing them for over 30 years, and they serve as a diary, offering snapshot glimpses into his life’s narrative. “Kathy” was written on August 28th, 1978, after his first date with the woman who would eventually become his wife. Daniels’ songwriting dips into his acting career too — in songs such as “Dirty Harry Blues,” about getting to be killed onscreen by Clint Eastwood — and his personal passions — such as “The Lifelong Tiger Fan Blues,” about the ups and downs of being one of the Detroit Tiger faithful.

Jeff Daniels will be at the Bartlett Performing Arts and Conference Center on Saturday, August 26th, at 8 p.m. Tickets are $20. Call the box office at 385-6440 for more info.