Nashville: My new spiritual home

Last time I went to Nashville it was in the 1980s and  I couldn’t see any way past the Randy Travis tea towels and the Dollywood-ification of the place. I never found the heart of the town and the experience lasted less than two days and was nearly enough to put me off my then just-blossoming love of Gram Parsons.

Went back a few weeks ago and had a somewhat different experience. The purpose of my visit was to write a feature about Caitlin Rose, my favourite new country (note that’s new and country, rather than new-country) artist for about a decade.

The feature came out on Sunday and you can read it here: http://tiny.cc/rnnpm

I’m pretty happy with the piece, but there was a lot of stuff I couldn’t get in there. Not least, some video footage I took on my phone of Caitlin and friends singing in her favourite local bar, Dino’s.

It’s pretty low-quality stuff, but you can just about make out a white-haired guy in the right corner. That’ll be Caitlin’s dad, Johnny B Rose.

Had the best time. Look out for review of Caitlin’s first album, Own Side Now, in the Independent on Sunday on the 8th of August. Meantime, enjoy…

Recent Posts on Arts

• Owen Howells: From the UK to Australia and back again (and again!)
• Brighton Fringe 2013 - Is everyone sitting uncomfortably?
• The Fall 'Darkness Visible' - Series 1, episode 2
• ‘Vicious’ – Series 1, episode 4
• Game of Thrones 'Second Sons' - Season 3, episode 8

• Homer Sylvester

  Interesting.