{"id":3312,"date":"2016-10-28T16:39:33","date_gmt":"2016-10-28T23:39:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/?p=3312"},"modified":"2016-10-28T16:39:59","modified_gmt":"2016-10-28T23:39:59","slug":"billy-bragg-and-joe-henry-ride-the-rails","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/2016\/10\/billy-bragg-and-joe-henry-ride-the-rails.html","title":{"rendered":"Billy Bragg and Joe Henry Ride the Rails"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[contextly_auto_sidebar]<\/p>\n<p>WHAT happens when you take two of the best exemplars of stage patter in modern music, set them up in historic halls with old acoustic guitars, and let them unleash a set built on classic American train songs? An oddly satisfying, even at times thrilling, grownup show that made the railroad tradition seem like a central part of the American journey.<\/p>\n<p>Bragg is, of course, a veteran British musician whose style comes out of both left-wing punk and Bob Dylan&#8217;s social-protest music. Joe Henry is a Southern-reared, LA-dwelling musician who is on the edges of the alt-country movement and also the producer of great albums by Bettye Lavette, Solomon Burke, and the last Billy Bragg record.<\/p>\n<p>The two recently collaborated on an album, &#8220;Shine a Light,&#8221; covering songs associated with Leadbelly, Hank Williams, Glen Campbell, and Lonnie Donegan, who kicked off the British skiffle fad with his cover of &#8220;Rock Island Line&#8221; (leading, of course, to a Liverpool quartet the name of which escape me.) The songs were almost all recorded in train stations of trackside while the two trained from Chicago to LA.<a href=\"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Bragg-Henry.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-3313\" src=\"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Bragg-Henry-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"bragg-henry\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Bragg-Henry-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Bragg-Henry.jpg 640w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>The current <a href=\"http:\/\/shinealight-joehenry.billybragg.co.uk\/\">tour<\/a>, which soon moves to the UK and Australia, mines that album quite heavily, in some cases interpreting\u00a0the songs (Leadbelly&#8217;s &#8220;In the Pines,&#8221; for ex.) in unconventional ways. I&#8217;m fond of both Bragg and Henry, and enjoy their love of history and worship of American musical ghosts, so this was a blast for me. The Palace Theatre may be the oldest of the downtown movie palaces turned music venues: Opened in 1911, with a lot of original details and an intimate, quite vertical seating arrangement, it was a perfect place for the show.<\/p>\n<p>If you wanted a pure play-the-hits Billy Bragg show, \u00a0this is the wrong tour for you. Some of my earliest club-going was as a teenager in the mid-&#8217;80s, marveling as Bragg crooned politics and poetry behind\u00a0an overdriven electric guitar at DC&#8217;s &#8220;old&#8221; 930 Club: Tuesday&#8217;s show offered a few songs by solo Bragg, including a riveting &#8220;Accident Waiting to Happen.&#8221; (Its Kinks-inspired phrase\u00a0&#8220;a dedicated swallower of fascism&#8221; got an extra cheer because of a certain presidential candidate.) And I would have loved to hear, say, &#8220;Levi Stubbs&#8217; Tears.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>But this was something else, and in its musically austere but emotionally committed way it was profound and luminous.\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Tour_page_footer.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-3315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Tour_page_footer-300x97.png\" alt=\"tour_page_footer\" width=\"300\" height=\"97\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Tour_page_footer-300x97.png 300w, https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Tour_page_footer-768x248.png 768w, https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/culturecrash\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/Tour_page_footer.png 1015w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[contextly_auto_sidebar] WHAT happens when you take two of the best exemplars of stage patter in modern music, set them up in historic halls with old acoustic guitars, and let them unleash a set built on classic American train songs? 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