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Red Shahan Readies Culberson County

Men & Vintage Neon Signs

Texas singer-songwriter Red Shahan has announced that his solo sophomore album, Culberson County, is officially due out March 30 via Thirty Tigers.

Culberson County clocks in at 12 songs long and further finds Shahan exploring the rural territory of the remote Southwest. Much like on Men & Coyotes, Shahan dives deep with in-depth storytelling that often sheds light on life’s darker subjects. Characters are intense. The sun-soaked setting of dying small towns and land that’s been carved up by oil rigs and western expansion is its own living, breathing antagonist. The raw, gritty textures continue expanding in all directions on the canvas and soundscape.

Watch a live performance of “Culberson County,” which was filmed at Willie Nelson’s Pedernales studio last spring during Luck Reunion.

 


Culberson County Tracklist

01) Waterbill
02) Enemy
03) 6 Feet
04) Culberson County
05) How They Lie
06) Roses
07) Someone Someday
08) Revolution
09) Idle Hands
10) Memphis
11) Hurricane
12) Try

Photography: William Clark Green Street Party at The Blue Light

William Clark Greenby: Thomas D. Mooney
Editor-in-Chief

Buddy Holly’s statue stares off into the distance. A block over on the street that bears his name, William Clark Green is having a street show party out in front of The Blue Light. Storms are brooding off in the distance. Armed with his colossal Stratocaster, Holly acts as a warning to rain clouds and thunderheads as if saying “None shall pass.” Holly, the patron saint of Lubbock Music.

Green and company–a clan consisting of American Aquarium, Red Shahan, and Flatland Cavalry–start the day off with confidence, but a concerned eye glued to doppler radar and local weather reports.

Starting at 8 am, an imposing stage is being raised in the intersection of Buddy Holly and 18th. Cones, street barriers, trolleys of beer, signs, flags, trash cans, BBQ smoking on the side, speakers and amps, makeshift bars, guitars and cases, chairs and tables, cables and cash registers, buckets of t-shirts, koozies, CDs, vinyl, buck whiskey bottles, and a whole of burn extract begin taking shape into something recognizing a day festival of music. A colony of Blue Light staff come in and out the The Blue Light like a colony of ants out of a mound.

Inside in pool room, Green and BJ Barham of American Aquarium are finishing up a podcast episode with us. They bounce cordial–but sincere–lines of reverence off one another before letting loose a little and diving deep into music conversation. We hit record.

A line forms. Doors won’t be officially open until 7 pm, but there they form a line snaking around the barriers and going down the far sidewalk in front of Triple J’s. You can hear an echo when you walk into Blue Light still. It’s a calm before the eventual storm of people who will crowd the bar. Get a beer and shot while you still can.

At 7:15 sharp, Flatland drummer Jason Albers begins pounding a beat. One by one, Flatland comes out adding more to Albers’ hammer downs.

So it goes.

Below is a section of photographs taken throughout the day. For more, check out New Slang’s Flickr page here.