The world is in the midst of an electronic music renaissance, and you find most of this boon of producers laying claim to the club-friendly, bass-dropping variety, holing up in the the free-flowing world of hip-hop beatmaking or pitching their tent on the out-there, boundary-pushing EDM camp.
Broncho has never been hurting in the hook department. The success of the trio’s 2011 debut, Can’t Get Past the Lips, was predicated mostly on its ability to marry melodies with kinetic guitar riffs and anarchic energy. Yet we’ve heard nothing to the degree of pure pop catchiness on display in “Class Historian,” the new single from Broncho’s upcoming sophomore album, Just Enough Hip to Be Woman.
No one wants to be forgotten; everyone wants some sort of legacy, a mark they leave behind as they exit this life for whatever lies beyond.
And for as long as there has been death, there have been monuments — whether austere or understated, abstract or concrete, prominent or tucked away in private — erected by the ones they loved to assure that remembrance, at least for a time.
Some of the best albums and artists were born out of happy accidents owed to varying degrees of early suckage — the perfect note or chord for a song found by missing the one you are aiming for, failed mimicry of an idol bearing something entirely new and great instead.
Spring Jam with Hudson Moore, Casey Donahew Band, Sunny Ledfurd and The Damn Quails 5:30 p.m. Saturday Wormy Dog Saloon 311 E. Sheridan wormydog.com 601-6276 $22-$25
Hudson Moore is something of a young gun on the country circuit. At just 22, he’d seem more at place at college than opening for the likes of Alan Jackson. In truth, he’d be right in the thick of finals if not dropping out to pursue music full-time.
“I had these songs that I had written over the past five or so years and recorded it there in Austin, and we just got a really good reaction,” Moore said of his debut album, 2010’s Fireworks. “Before you know it, we were booked to play every night of the week. My desire to play music was greater than school. We were having to turn down good opportunities, so I decided to put my education on hold.”
Although the Texan thought he’d ditched the world of ramen noodles for bar gigs, he soon found
himself thrust into a different kind of freshman year, attempting to
find footing alongside contemporary country and Red Dirt favorites like
Kevin Fowler and Reckless Kelly.
“It’s kind of like a fraternity. They are all brothers. I’m kind of the newcomer … the pledge,” Moore said.
Green has taken me under his wing, introducing me to his fan base. For
someone like that I’ve always looked up to, it’s really special.”
is in the midst of recording a follow-up EP and single for release
early this summer. He said the material will be more focused on a
pop-country sound than Fireworks, which recalls anything from Keith Urban to B.B. King to Dave Matthews in the span of a song or two.
“There were so many different sounds.
didn’t really know how to describe me. That first album was a chance
for me to play around in the studio, to grow as an artist and put down
any idea I had,” Moore said. “Now, I’m concentrating my efforts and
finding myself as an artist. The more you play, the more you find out
who you are and what you want to say.”