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When You Found Me: Lucero Takes ’80s Radio Rock to Very Dark Places

Lucero. Like the word itself, the group has been a lodestar of sorts for anyone asking the musical question: “Can you find commercial success, yet maintain an identity rooted in the ragged rooms of Midtown Memphis?” For more than two decades, that’s just what they’ve done, and part of their identity has always rested on being unpredictable. That’s why I’m surprised/not surprised when the first sounds emanating from the speaker from their latest record are the shadowy, atmospheric tones of an analog synthesizer, with chunky guitar chops following close on their heels. With just a few swift notes, I was having an ’80s flashback.

That decade has lately been celebrated and rediscovered, as with series such as Stranger Things. Something different is at work on When You Found Me, the record just dropped by Lucero on the Liberty & Lament label last week. But singer/songwriter Ben Nichols is frank about evoking that time.

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Lucero

“I was going back and listening to the ’80s radio rock catalog that I grew up on — and rebelled against for a while — and then eventually returned to,” he says. “And some of the stuff from that era is well-respected, like Tom Petty and Devo and some other things. Some things maybe aren’t quite as venerated, but they’re still part of my musical background. It’s something I wanted to reference in a way that still sounds like Lucero.”

Oddly enough, it really does sound like Lucero — and Memphis. Imagine drunken, desperate friends singing along to Journey or Golden Earring while driving on Madison or Beale, and you’ll have a sense of what Nichols and the band have crafted. And yet, unlike such “not quite venerated” bands, the lyrics take you in unpredictable directions. Writing songs like short stories, as Nichols says, “was the approach I brought to Among the Ghosts,” the band’s last album. “This new record is kind of a continuation of that,” he says.

But while the previous album evoked, sonically and lyrically, journeys on open roads and interstates, this one focuses more on small, local details — the endpoints or way stations on those journeys. It conjures up starker contrasts, as between a cityscape and the sky above.

“Cigarette smoke in the neon/There must’ve been a hundred shades of red/Now she’s running through the moonlight/Her only plan is getting somewhere else,” Nichols sings on “Outrun the Moon.” The chorus, like some of his characters, literally trades in half-measures, a mixture of hope, trepidation, and regret.

“I weigh my deeds on my father’s scales,” he sings on the next track. “I balance them with coffin nails.”

The heartbeats of these characters propel them forward, evoked by the powerful, inventive rhythm section of Roy Berry (drums) and John C. Stubblefield (bass), as well as the twin attack of Nichols and Brian Venable, who’ve always brought rich guitar tones to Lucero albums.

But what’s especially remarkable here is keyboardist Rick Steff’s work, and it doesn’t just come down to his deep knowledge of and love for synthesizers. When I comment on Steff’s sparse, effective piano flourishes, Nichols heartily agrees. “He’s a master at that. Like the piano line on ‘Coffin Nails’ stands out to me. He’s always been good at that. On this record, you’ve got synth pads creating the atmosphere and floating around in the background, but that allows the space for the piano to exist in these very delicate, nuanced kinds of ways.”

For Nichols and the band, the keyboard textures felt like a natural progression. “I didn’t want to make a retro record. I wanted it to be a straight-ahead Lucero album, but with sonic elements that I’ve wanted to incorporate for a while.” The real experiment, according to Nichols, was to push himself further as a writer. “I have tried to write more story-based songs, from other characters’ points of views. Which doesn’t come as naturally to me. I’m getting closer to what I want to do. On this record, you can see that I’m at least putting in the effort.”

Lucero will live-stream a record release show from Memphis Magnetic Recording, Friday, February 19th, at 9 p.m. CST. See luceromusic.com/tour for details.

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Painting Blue: Amy LaVere’s Latest is Dark and Beautiful

When speaking with Memphis musical stalwart Amy LaVere about her new album, Painting Blue (Nine Mile Records), I hesitate to pin it down as “dark.” There are plenty of light, lovely moments on it. But there’s no denying that, after tapping into the darker side of hopefulness with album opener, “I Don’t Wanna Know” by John Martyn, she returns to that well again and again. “Waiting for the towns to tumble/Waiting for the planes to fall/Waiting for the cities to crumble/Waiting to see us crawl,” she sings, tweaking the original lyrics subtly, setting a stage where even moments of love are framed by the shadows of a world confronting disaster.

“There’s a real melancholy feeling to the record,” I finally say, and LaVere can’t help but agree. It was born of melancholy, though recording it ultimately helped her find a way out, as she adjusted to the joys of her marriage to guitarist and songwriter Will Sexton.

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Amy Lavere

“When Will and I first got together,” she recalls, “there was this euphoria, and I went through this really weird transition period of learning how to be happy. Allowing myself to be happy. I was pretty depressed. It was around the elections in 2016, and I just wasn’t creating or working. Anything I would write just seemed so trite compared to what was going on in the world. It took me a really long time to find my voice. It was working through being 45, I think.”

Still, hopefulness crept into the album in unexpected ways. The song “No Battle Hymn,” for example, seems to despair at the lack of unification among those who know something must be done. “No one’s ready to admit we may be out of time,” she sings, and, put so succinctly, it’s a sobering thought. “That song kind of bummed me out for a while, until I wrote the very last line,” LaVere notes. “When I sing ‘We need a battle hymn in our hearts,’ it’s the last thing I say in that song, and I just happened to do that when we were playing it live. I fell in love with the song after I did that. It’s not just the statement of ‘We don’t have one,’ it closes with ‘We need one,’ like asking for one. It went from being a defeatist song to one with more hope.”

But hope can cut both ways, as profoundly expressed in one of the most ambitious tracks on the album, LaVere’s interpretation of Robert Wyatt’s “Shipbuilding,” with lyrics by Elvis Costello. Portraying the very mixed blessing of a job surge that follows a nation’s return to war (in the Falkland Islands), the song’s hope for decent work in the shipyards is always undercut with ambivalence over what’s creating a demand for ships in the first place.

“I’ve been wanting to do that song since the first time I heard it,” says LaVere. “But it’s not the world’s easiest song to play and sing. I actually gave up playing bass on it. Will had figured it out, and as soon as I stopped playing bass on it and could just focus on singing it, it became a real moment in the live show. I really get out of my head when I sing it. It’s a very emotional song. And Rick Steff playing accordion on there broke my heart.”

Indeed, the threat of a broken heart, whether inspired by lovers or crumbling cities, is a common thread to this collection. The much-needed love song to our city, “You’re Not in Memphis,” is a lilting, wistful paean to our trains and planes, full of soulful guitar hooks and spot-on organ fills, yet couched in a lament over a lover’s absence. Even the record’s most devotional song, “Love I’ve Missed,” which conjures up love’s euphoria, seems to lament the time wasted before romance entered the narrator’s life.

The lament comes to a head with “No Room for Baby,” the singer’s blunt confrontation of the winding down of her biological clock. “I’m only gonna do it live one time at the album release show, and then I’m never gonna do it again,” LaVere notes. And yet, for all that, the deft flourishes of musicality in the ensemble playing and the string and vocal arrangements make for an enchanting journey. “You once had the full color scheme,” she sings on the title track. “Now you’re painting blue on everything.” And yet the result, like the album cover itself, is a thing of blue-tinted beauty.

Amy LaVere and band celebrate the release of Painting Blue Saturday, August 10th, at Crosstown Theater, 8 p.m., $20.

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“Scars” — John Kilzer’s New Record is Homespun and Philosophical

I first encountered singer/songwriter John Kilzer’s name while recording at Ardent Studios over 30 years ago. He had just released a record on Geffen Records, Memory in the Making, produced by the late, great John Hampton. But I knew of him because a tiny plaque had been mounted above the couch in Studio B, with the words “Kilzer’s Spot.” When I mention it to Kilzer today, the air fills with his hearty laughter. “Yeah, it’s still there!” he says. “That’s so funny. I’m sure that little plaque has plenty of verdigris on it by now. It’s probably more green than copper.”

Since then, much more has changed than the plaque’s patina. After releasing another record on Geffen in 1991, Kilzer’s musical career took a 20-year hiatus, as he wrestled with deeper questions of faith and personal growth. “I was going through the ordination process and getting my Masters of Divinity at Memphis Theological Seminary. And then I went straight into the Ph.D program at Middlesex University in England. During that time, I didn’t have time to do much music. But when I got back here and was appointed to the recovery ministry [at St. John’s United Methodist Church], I realized that music was going to be a foundation of that. Resuming that interest naturally prompted me writing. And so the songs came out, and I did the one album, Seven, with Madjack Records.”

John Kilzer

That 2011 release, recorded with Hi Rhythm’s Hodges brothers (Teenie, Charles, and Leroy) came out just a year after Kilzer had begun The Way, a Friday evening ministry at St. John’s that carries on today, featuring some of the city’s best musicians. “Our premise is that everybody’s in recovery. Everybody has experienced trauma, and there’s something about music that just calls out of each person’s spirit, whatever it is that’s keeping them bound. Music is kind of the language of heaven. But we don’t do church music. We do a lot of my material and some gospel standards, but it’s not contemporary Christian music. It’s just good music. And if, say, Jim Spake’s gonna be there, naturally, I’m gonna pick something that would suit him, but it doesn’t matter. They’re all so good, they can play anything from Bach to Chuck Berry.”

A similar appreciation for quality musicianship permeates his discussion of his latest work, Scars, just released on Archer Records. “When you know you’re gonna have Steve Potts, Steve Selvidge, Rick Steff, Dave Smith, George Sluppick, and Matt Ross-Spang, you feel more comfortable. You trust yourself, and you trust those guys.”

Kilzer, who was a college literature instructor before his Geffen days, brings an expansive melodic and lyrical imagination to these songs, which could be about himself or any number of the souls attending The Way, driven more by character and circumstance than any obvious theology. “Some say time’s a riddle/I say time’s a freight train shimmering in the rain,” he sings, before describing scenes in Lawrence, Kansas. And the new songs, effortlessly blending the homespun with the philosophical, are given plenty of space to breathe.

“It’s so understated, and I think a lot of that is because we were cutting live. When you know that you’re live and that’s gonna be it, you don’t try to say so much. It’s like you honor the spaces between the notes. On Scars, I think there’s a lot of creative space in it. It’s not filled with any unneeded stuff.

“Another thing that’s different about it is, I wrote on different instruments. I wrote a couple on a mandolin, a couple on ukulele, and several on the piano. I would have never, ever considered doing that earlier in my career. So that kind of creative tension manifests in the songs. To be real nervous and have all these conflicting emotions, but knowing you’ve got sort of a protective shield around you in these musicians, I think that’s why there’s something on Scars that I can’t quite articulate. You can hear it, but you just don’t know what it is.”

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Music Video Monday: John Kilzer

Today’s Music Video Monday world premiere is ready to take our country back!

Longtime ambassador of Memphis music John Kilzer is prepping a new album for 2019. Scars was recorded with Grammy-winning producer Matt Ross-Spang and a band of Memphis all-stars that included Steve Selvidge, Rick Steff, Steve Potts, George Suffolk, and Dave Smith.

The album is set for release in January 2019 on Archer Records, and the first single “American Blues” will drop on November 23rd. Kilzer says the protest song is “Jangly, happy, almost languid. It hides the stringency of the lyric.”

He believes musicians must make political songs that both speak to the moment and to eternity. “I hope it has enough polyvalence to last. I think the prototype of the protest song is ‘For What It’s Worth’. It’s germane in any time period.”

The video is directed by Laura Jean Hocking, who has previously done award-winning work for Kilzer. “I was inspired by the courage of the survivors of the Parkland, Florida, shooting, and the wave of activism they inspired in young people.” says Hocking. “I was excited to work with Janay Kelley. I saw her short film ‘The Death of Hip Hop’ at the Indie Memphis Youth Festival and thought she was very dynamic onscreen. I needed that energy for this video.”

Here’s world premiere of “The American Blues”:

Music Video Monday: John Kilzer

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Rick and Roy Release Superfluidity

Rick Steff and Roy Berry will celebrate the release of their new album Superfluidity with a listening party and performance Friday night at Memphis Made Tap Room. Doors open at 7 p.m., followed by a listening session of Superfluidity at 8 p.m. and a performance at 9 p.m. Released on Archer Records, Superfluidity is the duo’s debut album, and is available on limited vinyl as well as CD. Stream the entire thing below, then get to Memphis Made Tap Room by 8 p.m. on Friday. The event is free.

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Record Reviews: Three Memphis songwriters wrestle with mortality.

Rob Jungklas

Nothing to Fade

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There is a striking contrast between Rob Jungklas’ last two albums. Where 2013’s The Spirit & the Spine was a tortuous exploration of religious dread, his latest, Nothing To Fade, opens with the expansive acoustic universe of “Mary Sees Angels.” Anchored in tuned-down guitars and a five-string bass, a tone of redemption emerges from the depths. This tone continues in “Cop For You,” which has a hint of Cat Stevens amid the whooshy, compressed drums. Jungklas produced with Chad Cromwell and Jack Holder. Cromwell is a Nashville-based Memphian who has drummed for Neil Young and Mark Knopfler. Holder is known for his work with Black Oak Arkansas and Cobra. Jungklas has an affinity for religious language. But he never gets far from the edge. The black hounds gather for “Crawl the Moonlight Mile,” but the dark mood doesn’t dominate this record like it did his last one. The notions of faith and doubt permeate Jungklas’ work, but what sets him apart from “Contemporary Christian” music is his willingness to descend into Hell and the fact that he knows what good acoustic guitars sound like. It’s good to hear his voice emerge from the darkness.

Jesse Winchester

A Reasonable Amount of Trouble

Appleseed

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Jesse Winchester recorded A Reasonable Amount of Trouble shortly before his death in April. The album sounds much larger and more rambunctious than one might expect from a last effort. But producer and guitarist Mac McAnally lets Winchester’s voice hover in its own space among instruments that do more than support the song. Recorded at the Blue Rock Artist Ranch in Wimberley, Texas, this record is an acoustic marvel. McAnally has written for Jimmy Buffett, Alabama, and Kenny Chesney, among others. His acoustic palette is marvelous and does justice to Winchester’s melodies. Winchester’s voice is a grey line between himself and the air. The instruments don’t sit behind the voice as much as they mix with it. It’s refreshing and no small feat given Winchester’s leaf-on-the-wind vocal approach to delivering a lyric. Winchester had dramatic sense of melody and knew when to whisper and when to start a fire. The liner notes address Winchester’s aversion to writing from a dark place, even though the songs were written during his treatment for cancer. The album closes with “Just So Much.” “There is just so much that the Lord can do.” The last verse is an unflinching final testament to a writer, thinker, and musician.

John Kilzer

Hide Away

Archer Records

The Reverend John Kilzer’s Hide Away comes out on October 14th. It’s his first offering from Archer Records. Like Jungklas, Kilzer wrestled with the music industry in the 1980s, signing and releasing two albums on David Geffen’s DGC in the late 1980s and early 1990s. Kilzer was an All-American forward for the Memphis State Tigers in the late 1970s. That level of Memphianity gets you a backing band composed of Rick Steff, Greg Morrow, Sam Shoup, Steve Selvidge, Alvin Youngblood Hart, and Luther Dickinson. Kilzer delivers contemplative songs, which one would expect from an ordained minister. The struggle between the divine calling and our earthly vessels is evident througout the record. But Kilzer took musical bona fides into the pulpit rather than taking the pulpit to the stage. That’s an important distinction and is aurally obvious from how much Kilzer’s voice gets wonderfully seduced by temptation.

“Lay Down” is a call to peace that transcends the stupid platitudes of hippies and casts the dialog for peace in biblical dogma. This record amounts to a nuanced and honest approach to a civic Christianity that sadly goes unnoticed in the culture wars. “Uranium won’t feed the hungry.”

“Until We’re All Free” marches a foot or two behind the Staple Singers, but is on the same path. The band Kilzer has assembled allows him to craft each song into its own sound. Throughout, the record benefits from the assembly of talented guitarists. Steff’s organ parts stand out in particular. “The White Rose and the Dove” is a sonic blend of “Stairway to Heaven” and “Blind Willie McTell” and therefore a bit of divine inspiration. On “Babylon,” Kilzer pulls out his judging finger, but he points it the right way. “You think God can hear your prayers/ You ignore their hungry stares.” The album might be a little long in places. I could live without “Love Is War.” But for the most part, Christianity as practiced in this country and this state in particular could use more leadership like Kilzer. He offers a soulful, compassionate alternative to the louder sort of God squadder. And he did so by making a great sounding record. Here’s to that.