PHOTO: DANNY CLINCH | A 2020 stroke never slowed the creativity of Lucinda Williams. Rather, it could be argued it has ignited her to do more than before, issuing a new album in last year’s Stories from a Rock n Roll Heart, performing a series of live-streamed concerts covering favorite artists that resulted in a half dozen more releases since 2021, writing a memoir in Don’t Tell Anyone the Secrets I Told You, also out last year, and near constant touring since she returned to the stage three years ago.
Her current outing with her solid band brings one of two different shows—a more conventional concert prioritizing Rock n Roll Heart amid her classics, the other a continuation of her more strictly autobiographical Don’t Tell Anyone the Secrets tour.
It was the latter that played the Lincoln Theatre before a hushed, grateful audience experiencing essentially the same as the book-based show she gave at nearby Tyson’s Corner, VA a year ago, that mixes reminiscences with songs, illustrated with home movie type video accompaniment.
In a way, it’s a perfect format for any artist with a long career, telling her story of musical development chronologically through tunes that influenced her before touching on early compositions, career highlights, and a couple of recent tunes that reflect what she’s learned.
With her father a poet and her mother a music major, Williams seemed destined to become a Southern-bred singer-songwriter. To hear her tell it though, a major early musical inspiration was a street blues singer and preacher in Macon she saw when she was five and who she enshrined in the song, “Blind Pearly Brown.”
But hey–as that great philosopher Huey Lewis pointed out it’s hip to be square, and all of your REAL swinging girls and boys know The Association are the Nazz. So what if they flunked the Acid Test and would have been more at home at Tricia Nixon’s wedding than a Human Be-In? The Association rose above it all, producing a rapturous dream pop that Tricky Dick himself might have tapped a toe to.
Dallas, TX | Dallas record store chain Josey Records spins new location in Garland: Dallas music maker Josey Records has extended its reach east: The record store chain, whose empire includes one of the largest single independent record stores in the U.S., has opened a location in Garland, at 1005 Northwest Hwy., at the intersection of Centerville Road, where it’s selling 
Cincinnati, OH | Alien Records becomes Cincinnati’s latest music destination: The new Over-the-Rhine record shop intends to be a music enthusiast’s pastime paradise. Timothy Henninger’s predilection with records began as a child when he bought Michael Jackson’s Thriller LP from a Thriftway in Western Hills. By high school, art and record stores were his sanctuaries. With enthusiasm, he recollects how the record players at his Catholic school had a quarter taped to the tone arm for weight, and how when he taught art, he used the same model in his classroom and at the gym. (Believe it or not, the self-proclaimed gym rat toted a portable record player and LPs to workouts instead of a Spotify playlist.) Earlier this month, Henninger bid farewell to coworkers at Hard Rock Casino 
Such is the case with Talking Heads’ seminal 1980 LP, Remain in Light. When it came out, I couldn’t find enough good things to say about it; it was flawless, an unparalleled work of synthetic Afrocentric genius, and I would have sworn under oath to the 1981 hearings of the U.S. Senate Commission on Un-American Influences on Rock’n’Roll to that effect. Now it fails to move me as it once did, and I’m left feeling like Benedict Arnold—a traitor to an album I once would have set off firecrackers in my pants for.
Eilon Paz isn’t so much a record collector, he’s more a collector of record collectors. Paz is a photographer who noticed the uniqueness of record collectors, just as the new wave in vinyl popularity was taking hold. He took his profession and his passion and pointed his camera at record collectors and their collections. First on the web as a blog, his project became a well-regarded book titled, 
FL | Record Store Day Black Friday: Where to go in SWFL. Record Store Day Black Friday is approaching quickly, and if you’re not looking for a new TV or a video game console, go to your local record store, as they will have exclusive deals to expand your record collection. The last Record Store Day was held on April 20 and as tradition follows, the next is on Black Friday. Southwest Florida record stores will be partaking. Stellar Records in Fort Myers has ordered exclusive titles and prepared countless quality used records, CDs and cassettes for sale. In addition to the Black Friday Record Store Day titles, they are offering 20% off used records, a limited-edition Stellar Records patch, gift card specials and a mystery prize pack raffle worth over $150. Stellar’s last Record Store Day had 
Buffalo, NY | Mack Luchey’s Spirit Still Lives on at Doris Records: The Buffalo fixture is more than a record store, it’s a family legacy. In contrast to the lake effect clouds darkening the Buffalo skies in the middle of the day, I recognized the radiant turquoise and yellow paint of my destination immediately. The record store stood out next to the rest of the empty, Rust Belt street called Mach Luchey Way, named after the old owner of the record store actually. Outside it was dark, windy, and by the time I left the store, snowing. But inside Doris Records, it is warm and cheerful. Behind layers of clothes, underwear, CDs, records, and other odd items and products for sale, Sean Carter oversees the store from behind the counter. 52-year-old Carter—whose nickname is Big Pete—is in charge of the store. But he’s not the owner, he insists. Carter claims that his late father, Mack Luchey, is still the owner to him and that 
