Showing posts with label Steve Forbert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Steve Forbert. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Salt in Stanhope Cancels Steve Forbert

5:12 PM: This note just arrived from Steve Forbert's management:

"Forbert is off for tomorrow per the venue and rescheduled for 3/11"

That gives you Meth readers more time to catch up on Steve's old songs and YouTube videos. March!

Neither Snow Nor Hail Nor Gloom of Night Shall Stop Steve Forbert from Playing New Jersey


The good folks at Salt in Stanhope, NJ didn't know whether the "paralyzing storm" that's looming would stop Steve Forbert from showing up at his sold out engagement tomorrow night... So I just hung up with Steve's management. "He'll be there," promised Brad.

Clifford Meth will, too--snowshoes and all.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Steve Forbert: A Moving Picture Is Worth 1000 Words


I mentioned Steve Forbert the other day and some of you said "who?" so watch this and then we'll continue the conversation.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Romeo’s Back: The Return of Steve Forbert


He was only the most exciting new singer/songwriter to arrive on New York City’s still-hip folk scene in 1977. And 33 years later he’s still the most relevant. Whether you’ve heard him recently or not.

Steve Forbert is currently touring his just-released studio LP “Down in Flames,” 39 new studio and live recordings that open with the 13-track, refurb’d version of his until-now unreleased 5th LP. Those never-heard tracks—historical monuments for diehard Forbert fans—were originally produced for Columbia Records in 1983. But Columbia didn’t like the record and asked for another one. Steve said no. Then Columbia sat on the album, refusing to release it, and refusing to let Steve release it, locking this important 28-year-musician into a nightmarish legal entanglement that prohibited recording, then setting our boy from Meridian, Mississippi loose on an unexpected path: the one less travelled by. As Hunter Thompson observed, it was the dead-end loneliness of a man who makes his own rules.

Steve Forbert is to folk rock what Alan Moore is to comics, what Charles Bukowski was to poetry, what Harlan Ellison was to science fiction. He is unique. He is uncompromising. He is a very stubborn man. And his music—that always cogent songwriting and those emotive, mesmerizing live performances—are simply wonders to behold.

Do yourself a favor, Jack: pay attention to this kind of guy.

Click here to see Steve Forbert’s current tour dates, or here to visit his new website… or here to read a piece that I wrote about Steve six years ago. If you're too young to recall "Romeo's Tune" and the like, you're about to strike gold; and if you're a middle-ager like me, it's time to fall in love all over again. You can thank me later.