Richard Shindell With a voice that sounds a bit like Michael Stipe gone folk, Richard Shindell's songs feel instantly familiar even if you've never heard him before. Those vocals are magnetic and dramatic, and the singer/songwriter pays as much attention to melody and musical settings as he does his words. But it's his first-person narratives that have garnered him critical praise and a loyal following.

Ann WilsonHeart vocalist Ann Wilson returns with Hope & Glory, her debut solo album showcasing a new, serious-minded original and 11 cover selections. More somber and earthy than preachy, the themes in Neil Young's "War of Man," Bob Dylan's "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall," and Jesse Colin Young's "Darkness, Darkness" are stirred by these troubled times. More clouds and thunder come in a spooky-cool run at Pink Floyd's "Goodbye Blue Sky," a down-home front-porch hootenanny of Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Bad Moon Rising" with guest Gretchen Wilson, and a call to "Get Together" with The Youngbloods' summer-of-love hit. Other guests include Elton John on his own "Where to Now Saint Peter," and k.d. lang riding shotgun on the road to Lucinda Williams' "Jackson." Closing out the Zoe Records release, Wilson's new song "Little Problems, Little Lies" was written from the perspective of an American soldier in Iraq, "a-bleedin' in a bombed-out SUV," and succeeds where 90 percent of pop music today fails - asking the listener to slow down a little, breathe deeply, and listen to the words.

Andrew BirdThere is nobody like Andrew Bird in the world, a songwriter and a performer who makes his whistling, his glockenspiel, and his violin at home with guitars, drums, and vocals in detailed, pitch-perfect pop songs that never seem precious or forced, as eccentric as they are.

But when you're as idiosyncratic as Bird is, that means there aren't many people whose vision matches your own. That was one reason that the gestation of The Mysterious Production of Eggs - Bird's breakthrough from 2005 - took so long, with so many false starts.

Lucky Boys ConfusionIn band-speak, "indefinite hiatus" is the equivalent of filing divorce papers; it's the formal beginning of the end.

That might ultimately be true with Lucky Boys Confusion, but nearly a year after the Chicago-area band announced its hiatus, it will be visiting the Quad Cities for a show at Augustana College.

Trojan Country Reggae As weird as it sounds, the sound of Jamaica has always had a soft spot for American country music, often topping the charts in the island nation throughout the 1960s and 1970s. Next week, the mighty Trojan label is issuing a three-CD box collecting classic country songs reinterpreted by Jamaica's favorite sons. Simply titled Trojan Country Reggae, the set features toasters, MCs, and old-school dub professors Toots & the Maytals, David Isaacs, Dennis Brown, Max Romeo, John Holt, Hopeton Lewis, and more twisting up 50 selections, including "Tennessee Waltz," "Stand by Your Man," "Help Me Make It Through the Night," "Sunshine on My Shoulders," "For the Good Times," and (duh!) "Wasted Days & Wasted Nights."

Reader issue #647 When the lineup for the third River Roots Live festival was announced, I know I wasn't alone in my reaction: America?!

AmericaIn retrospect, everything turned out well, but Dewey Bunnell was skeptical when America was presented with an opportunity to record its first album for a major label in more than 20 years.

"I had my hesitations in the beginning," Bunnell said in a phone interview last week, "'cause it had been so long, and we had suffered disappointments with the previous projects of all-new material in the '90s. ... Nothing much happened with those, so I was very guarded going into this."

Charlie HunterIf you casually watch the Charlie Hunter Trio on stage, something might nag at you. It sounds like there's a bassist, but ... there's no bassist. Just Hunter and his guitar, drummer Simon Lott, and keyboardist Erik Deutsch playing jazz fusion with the direct appeal of rock music.

Some other details might get under your skin. Hunter's hands don't move in quite the same way as a typical guitarist's, and if you look closely, you'll notice that his instrument has seven strings.

William Elliott Whitmore If you've ever heard William Elliott Whitmore's singing - or read reviews of his work, which typically note that he has the weathered pipes of someone at least twice his age - you might snicker at this statement from the singer-songwriter: "I always wished I could sing like Frank Sinatra, or Morrissey, or fucking Dean Martin - those real crooner guys," he said in a phone interview this week.

Reel Big Fish Reel Big Fish's new record, Monkeys for Nothin' & the Chimps for Free, features "Another F.U. Song," which begins "Hey kids! It's time to use the 'F' word!" and includes, among its tamer phrases, "with a big rusty pole or a splintery post." You can guess the context in which those words are sung.

But it's a gleeful minute-long screed, not at all bitter. And that's quite a change for the California ska-punk band, which spent most of this millennium on a record label that wanted nothing to do with it.

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