Passed over.
A new Holmes Brothers album came out last week. What I've heard so far is excellent. That's no surprise, as the New York-based band is one of the rare creative acts categorized as "blues." I've seen them thoroughly baffle unwitting audiences at festivals. Instead of churning out predictable boogie, the Holmes Brothers are just as likely to deliver country, rock, soul and gospel. In other words, American music. Fifteen years ago they released Jubilation for Peter Gabriel's Real World label. This traditional song of faith showcases the ragged but right voices of Wendell and Sherman Holmes and Popsy Dixon. The rest of the album is equally radiant. I'm a believer.
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I know from firsthand experience that while getting small record labels' content set up with iTunes, Emusic and other digital distributors can be tedious and time-consuming, it's not terribly difficult. So I don't quite understand the significance or necessity of this development.
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I spent much of Sunday listening to the honky tonk of Carl Smith. He joins Marty Robbins and Webb Pierce on this video.
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