Unlikley Stories mourns the loss Kurtice Kucheman, who was so instrumental in the development of this site. Please consider his work on this site, his obituary, or our editor's tribute to him.
Love Has Been Liquidated, Vol. 3: the sprawling choose-your-own-adventure longpoem by John Bryan now involves despair and dinosaurs!
Tom Bradley reads from We'll See Who Seduces Whom at the book's Boulder, Colorado launch party
j/j hastain and Marthe Reed perform pleth at the book's aforementioned launch party
&UNLIKELY: a group show in Denver, Colorado featuring Yuriy Tarnawsky, j/j hastain, Tom Bradley, Frankie Metro, Lindsey Thomas, and Jeffrey Spahr-Summers
"890 Words in Favor of Sodomy" by Willis Gordon
"LAPD Traps Anti-war Marchers, Two Arrested" by Dan Bluemel
"Mad Dogs and Englishmen" by Rich Wink
An Interview with Joe Davis by Jeremy Hight
An Introduction to Laura Beloff with questions by Jeremy Hight
An Introduction to Kim Asendorf with questions by Jeremy Hight
An Introduction to Steve Roggenbuck with questions by Jeremy Hight
Four Images by Casey Reas
Four Images by Andrew Bucksbarg
Seven Images by Kim Asendorf
Seven Images by Joe Davis
Four Videos by Jeremy Bailey
"A Case of Public Indecency", a one-act by Stephenson Muret
Four Visual Poems by John M. Bennett
Four Visual Poems by Reed Altemus
Four Visual Poems by Spencer Selby
Three Visual Poems by Jukka-Pekka Kervinen
Three Poems by Vernon Frazer
Three Poems by David McLean
Three Poems by Hanna Elson
Three Poems by Alban Fischer
Three Poems by Peter Marra
Three Edie Sedgwicks by Kyle Hemmings
Three Poems by Dan Raphael
Three Poems by Mark Cunningham
Three Poems by Billy Cancel
Three Poems by Win Harms
Three Poems by Felino A. Soriano
Three Poems by Jason Alan Wilkinson
Three Poems by Jay Sizemore
Three Poems by Marc Thompson
Three Poems by Donal Mahoney
Three Poems by Theron Kennedy
Two Poems by Patricia Gomes
Two Poems by Jim Berhle
Two Poems by Larry Goodell
Two Poems by Kelley Jean White
Two Poems by Jim Lineberger
Two Poems by Sean J Mahoney
Four Postcards from New Yorkshire: Poetry by Anthony Murphy
Was I a Rape Victim?: Poetry by Michael H. Brownstein
Last Chance: Poetry by John Grey
Deck: Poetry by Dennis Weiser
Ampersand Sutra: Visual Poetry by mIEKAL aND
Three Poems by Sheila E. Murphy
Texas Casino: Fiction by Misti Rainwater-Lites
The Insect Ecologies of Death, or, Amateur Hour (Towards a new order of the phylum): Fiction by R.V. Branham
Exit the Heroes, or, in Praise of Cowardice: Fiction by Elmore Snoody
a family vacation: Fiction by JBMulligan
Willis Gordon on George Zimmerman and our other favorite killers
Fred Russell discovers Fox News
How Our Leaders Are Elected by Michael Ceraolo
Nicholas C. Arguimbau on Obama's climate change plan
Global Autonomy: Coporate Central Versus Local Resilience by Dennis Weiser
"I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug..."
It's like this—I go to the super market around the corner from my house and they are closing early for renovation; the manager lets me in because he either recognizes me or because I have a Black Sabbath T-shirt on—either way I'm in and buying a bottle of their finest wine which happens to be a Mondovi Select Pinot. I know, it doesn't very well command capitalization but neither does my name so what the fuck? Here we are. I swore I wouldn't swear for this review but even feel-good harmonies connote good cursing like "hot damn this is a good fucking band man."
So Al's Place is not a hardcore bluegrass band. More of a coastal, easy, harmonic approach which leads me to a big but: all these folks have hard-ass jobs. I tell you, Al's Place is a giant slice of Americana. The way I found them is by hearing some thumping bass every Friday evening while I was trying to put my daughter to sleep. After she was asleep I could go out to my carport for a cig and hear the songs being played. I heard tunes by Johnny Cash, Bill Monroe, Hank Williams, etc.
Now I keep my daughter up late to go watch these folks play some sweet-ass tunes. I mean songs that they ain't inventin'; just playin' the songs the way they was invented. Sure they got CL Reavis playing fiddle and he's only eightysomething—not likely to be on MTV spring break but if he was I'd watch and so would you. The guy made fiddles for Charlie Daniels for fuck sake. When asked for a story he said "I got a two dollar shirt and a two dollar fiddle." Both of which are hard to come by but I guess if you create one and hang around long enough you can get the other.
They don't often play bars. You're likely to catch them playing at community events raising spirits for a special cause whether that cause be high school sports, a senior citizen center, or a YMCA benefit. All they need is one mic. You wish you had a band like Al's Place in your hometown, let alone practicing two doors down.
I'd love to introduce the entire band but I think you'd do better meeting them at their web site, AlsPlaceBluegrass.com, or their MySpace page. The songs here are taken form a live CD they threw together but they are in the studio and looking forward to a new release right soon. Their guitarist, Peter Yager, has some killer solo tunes that he wont release for fear of copyright infringement but let me just say that the doctor's fingers have never been broken at the right time. Check their website regular-like for future updates and request often "Killing Time is Killing Me". —ES
The music of Al's Place Bluegrass Band remained on Unlikely 2.0 for one year, and was then removed for reasons of space and copyright.