Four photographers offered us their images from the 2011 Mississippi Valley Blues Festival, and here's a sampling of their work, covering 18 Blues Fest acts. Many thanks to Cole Carrara, Steve France, Scott Klarkowski, and Norman Sands for sharing their work. (Sands' full Blues Fest gallery can be found here.)

Eric Gales

Otis Clay

DelGrosso/Del Toro Richardson Band

Dwayne Dopsie & the Zydeco Hellraisers

Ryan McGarvey


Koko Taylor Tribute

Paul Rishell & Annie Raines

The Way of the Blues Revue

Chris Beard


The Candymakers

Linsey Alexander

The Paul Smoker Notet

Chocolate Thunder

Mississippi Heat

Peaches Staten

R.J, Mischo with Earl Cate & Them

Sherman Robertson

Studebaker John & the Hawks

The audience

Jonathan Tyler & the Northern Lights

Jonathan Tyler has described his band's major-label debut, Pardon Me, as a "handshake album" - an introduction.

But unlike that description or the apologetic title, there's nothing polite about the full-bore rock produced by Jonathan Tyler & the Northern Lights - which will perform at the Redstone Room on July 7.

USA Today concisely summarized the appeal of the band in naming Pardon Me a pick of the week last year: "Did you think they'd quit making bands that groove as hard as they rock? You know, like ZZ Top, Lynyrd Skynyrd, and Aerosmith? Listen to this riff-heavy blast, the title track from this band's debut album, and think again."

Cody and Luther Dickinson

The North Mississippi Allstars' Keys to the Kingdom - released in February - was recorded and partly written in the wake of the 2009 death of Jim Dickinson, father to the band's brothers Luther and Cody and a noted producer and musician himself.

But the opening three songs should banish any thought that the album is a somber affair. Even when facing mortality straight-on, there's a joyful noise inherent in the band's blues-based music. And that will surely be evident when Luther and Cody Dickinson perform on Friday in a North Mississippi Allstars duo show at the Redstone Room.

From the sturdy blues of album opener "This A'Way" to the angry kiss-off of "Jumpercable Blues" to the gospel-tinged celebration of "The Meeting" featuring guest vocals by Mavis Staples, this is the sort of meaty roots music that earned the band multiple Grammy nominations and a Blues Music Award. The Chicago Tribune's Greg Kot said that the album is the band's best since its 2000 debut: "The Allstars play with unassuming ardor, letting the rawness seep through the edges of the arrangements. Drummer Cody Dickinson in particular delivers exactly what each song needs, nothing less, and keeps things swinging. It's the kind of unsentimental yet passionate tribute a musical legend and family cornerstone would surely appreciate."

Images by Scott Klarkowski from Friday's Michael Bublé set at the i wireless Center.

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Images by Scott Klarkowski from June 18's John Prine set at the Adler Theatre. Click on any photo for a larger version.

For more of Klarkowski's work, visit KlarkPhoto.com.

Skye Carrasco

For her forthcoming debut album, violinist, songwriter, and singer Skye Carrasco initially thought big. "I had envisioned all these different instruments - piano, trumpet, trombone, string bass, maybe even some accordion," she said in a phone interview promoting her June 17 Rozz-Tox show.

"It ended up being much simpler that I had originally imagined," she said. "As I recorded the songs - the vocals and the violin parts - ... and really listened to them a lot, ... we decided that perhaps we should start with some drums and electric bass."

That's where it started, and that's where it ended. The first half of the album - which the Iowa City resident hopes to release this fall - is so lightly adorned that it might escape listeners' notice until the relative cacophony of "Empty Buckets." That track signals a distinct change in tone, from elegantly lyrical to abrasive and often discordant.

Chris Dertz of Bedroom Sons

It's not often that a performer who sings and wields an acoustic guitar - and who writes songs - will claim not to be a songwriter. Modest ones say they're still learning the craft. But Chris Dertz - half of the acoustic-guitar-and-drum outfit Bedroom Sons, which will be performing at Rock Island's Rozz-Tox on Saturday - won't even go that far.

"I don't really think of myself as a songwriter," said Dertz, who grew up in Woodhull, Illinois (halfway between the Quad Cities and Galesburg) and now lives in DeKalb, Illinois. "They just kind of come through me from wherever they come from. ... I don't really know where they come from."

And once he's got them down - which usually takes half an hour, he said - they're finished. "Sometimes it feels like I might be cheating them by not giving them their due time to sit with them and think about what they are, what could be changed to make them better. But usually, songwriting is a very isolated incident for me. It's hard for me to start writing a song and then come back to it weeks later. When it comes, I have to sit down and capture it."

Dertz considers himself a performer rather than a songwriter. "I think it's less about creating different sounds for people to hear live than it is just trying to be as energetic as possible and give people something compelling to watch," he said. "When I was playing solo, there was rarely a show where I didn't break something."

Lest you think that Bedroom Sons involves Dertz and drummer Ben Gross thrashing about with no larger purpose, it must be said that Bedroom Sons' new EP, Father, is an adept blend of the acoustic oddity of Neutral Milk Hotel and the unfiltered, direct rage of Against Me! In six minutes, the first two parts of "My Blood" build from warm memory to anger and then collapse into spent reverie. The rawness and soft/loud/soft dynamics of "Frozen to the Bone" suggest Nirvana through an Americana filter.

Dertz does a lot of distortion on his acoustic guitar, but other elements of the recording - the organ and horns, for example, of "My Blood Part 1" - are discarded for performance. "A lot of the stuff, compared to how it sounds on the EP, will probably sound kind of bare-bones to people live," Dertz said, "but I think that's part of what makes the show unique. It's all about putting out a bunch of energy to try and make up for any instrumentation that's lost."

But he admits that the band's aesthetic has pragmatic roots. "Nobody knows who I am at all," he said. "I wanted something that would grab a bunch of people's attention but that didn't have all the things you have to work around with your traditional four- or five-piece band. ... It just simplifies things, and I think, for my songs, two people is really all that's necessary to play them well ... ."

Bedroom Sons will perform at Rozz-Tox (2108 Third Avenue in Rock Island) on Saturday, June 11. Cover for the 9 p.m. show is $5, and the bill also includes Carver and Jeremy Suman.

For more information on Bedroom Sons, visit Facebook.com/bedroomsons. The Father EP can be downloaded for free at BedroomSons.BandCamp.com. Chris Dertz's solo recordings can be downloaded for free at ChrisDertz.BandCamp.com.

The Baseball Project. Photo by Michael E. Anderson.

To get a sense of the challenge, charm, and skill of the Baseball Project super-group - playing RIBCO on June 9 - start with Scott McCaughey's "Buckner's Bolero," a litany of all that conspired to make Bill Buckner one of the sport's great scapegoats.

"If Bobby Ojeda hadn't raged at Sullivan and Yawkey / And hadn't been traded to the Mets for Calvin Schiraldi," it begins. "If Oil Can Boyd hadn't been such a nutcase / And Jim Rice had twice taken an easy extra base."

Here it's evident that McCaughey knows the game in general, knows Game Six of the 1986 World Series in particular, and is fearless in attempting rhythms and rhymes with proper names and baseball lingo in song. Of Red Sox Manager John McNamara, he sings: "If he'd hit Baylor for Buckner and yanked the first baseman / For his by-the-book late-inning defensive replacement / That ball would've been snagged if it'd ever been hit / And Mookie's last name would now be ''86.'"

But that amounts to little more than clever wordplay. Where McCaughey really shines is in taking the long view, approaching existential issues of baseball immortality: "If even one man doesn't do one thing he does / We'd all know Bill Buckner for what he was: / A pretty tough out for the Dodgers, Red Sox, and Cubs." But he finally concludes that the ground ball hit by Mookie Wilson that went through his legs might be the best thing that happened to his song's subject: "And your 22 years playing ball might be forgotten / Maybe Bill Buckner was lucky his luck was so rotten."

Danielle AndersonStarting with the stage name Danielle Ate the Sandwich and extending to her unabashedly silly intros to YouTube videos, her press photos, her jokey stage banter, and her ukulele, Danielle Anderson projects a whimsical image that's a marked contrast to her voice and her songs.

And while she made that bed to sleep in, she's not hesitant to say that it irritates her when people don't take her music seriously. "I hate when people laugh or call my songs 'cute' and 'little' and 'funny,'" the Colorado-based singer/songwriter said in a phone interview this week, promoting her June 2 show at Rozz-Tox in Rock Island.

Despite the gimmickry that suggests a novelty act, the 25-year-old Anderson is worth watching. Her third album, last year's Two Bedroom Apartment, is mature and even startling in its writing and performance.

David G. SmithBlue Grass resident David G. Smith calls himself a "50-something," and on Saturday he'll mark the release of his first solo full-length album at the Redstone Room.

It's undoubtedly a late start, but Smith said in a phone interview this week that he has genetics on his side. Two of his grandparents made it to their mid 90s, and one lived to 105. So by his calculation, "I have a 20-year career ahead of me."

It's off to a good start. Non-Fiction is a solid debut for the longtime songwriter - acoustic rock that's sometimes funky and sometimes gentle, smartly produced and performed with conviction.

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