Artist: Guy Clark
Miked - Live Reviews from Issue #69 May-June 2007
Lyle Lovett – State Theatre (Cleveland, OH)
You have to start at the end — where they paid respects to Townes Van Zandt, the songwriter/compadre who captured the essence of life after being on the lam in “Pancho & Lefty” with the snippet, “The desert’s quiet and Cleveland’s cold.” Indeed it was cold, very cold, in downtown Cleveland the night Guy Clark, [...]
Miked - Live Reviews from Issue #66 Nov-Dec 2006
Guy Clark (& Friends) – Country Music Hall of Fame Ford Theater (Nashville, TN)
The Country Music Hall of Fame’s annual Artist-in-Residence series has, in its four years, developed its own traditions. A longstanding ace of live performance is selected, one with legend-in-progress status and unquestionable accomplishment — who happens, also, to have a knack for planning and putting together some shows. The artist works up three different programs [...]
Waxed - Record Review from Issue #65 Sep-Oct 2006
Guy Clark – Workbench Songs
Judging by the evidence here, a “workbench song” is one that Guy Clark has lovingly cobbled together, usually with an old friend or new, for no other reason than it sure is fun to cobble together songs while nursing cups of Old Crow or trading tokes of, uh, “Worry B Gone.” I say “cobbled together” [...]
Miked - Live Reviews from Issue #43 Jan-Feb 2003
Guy Clark / Mary Gauthier – Old Town School of Folk Music (Chicago, IL)
With his grainy, agreeably aged voice and country gentleman looks, Guy Clark can seem like he’s from another day and time. When he sings of a Civil War combatant’s miseries on “Soldier’s Joy, 1864″, he has no trouble convincing you he’s singing from memory as much as invention. But don’t credit his time-traveling tricks to [...]
The Long Way Around - Feature from Issue #41 Sept-Oct 2002
Guy Clark – Built to last
Guy Clark lives on a quiet cul de sac in West Nashville. There’s a garden out front, woods out back, and the lot slopes so the basement looks out on the trees. Clark and his wife Susanna, a fine songwriter herself, live on the first floor, but Guy works in the basement. And it’s there [...]
Waxed - Record Review from Issue #36 Nov-Dec 2001
Steve Earle / Townes Van Zandt / Guy Clark – Together At The Bluebird Café
The suspicion lingers that somewhere in Nashville — a front porch, a living room, a converted garage with a well-stocked refrigerator — the best songwriters sit and trade works-in-progress late into the night, and magic happens. Well, some of ‘em do hang out together, and sometimes there are rumors of spectacular picking parties. But mostly [...]
Miked - Live Reviews from Issue #31 Jan-Feb 2001
Guy Clark/Jesse Winchester – Appel Farm Arts & Music Center (Elmer, NJ)
At concerts, opening acts can be treated like the Rodney Dangerfields of the world: They don’t get no respect. Short sets, sound problems and inattentive audiences are among the unpleasant fates often endured by openers. On this night, Jesse Winchester sidestepped such problems and delivered a performance that was nothing but a breeze, to borrow [...]
Waxed - Record Review from Issue #24 Nov-Dec 1999
Guy Clark – Cold Dog Soup
Guy Clark’s performances are striking for the charisma they put on display, but perhaps even more so for what they hold in reserve. When his massive frame resonates with his outoorsman’s voice, you don’t hear the laying bare of a folksinger soul; rather, it is like being briefly taken under the wing of a sage. [...]
The Long Way Around - Feature from Issue #8 March-April 1997
Guy Clark & Mickey Newbury – Old friends
It’s a cloudy January afternoon when I first get Mickey Newbury on the phone. “How’s the weather down there?” he asks. I’m in San Francisco, he’s in Oregon, and we’re both patiently awaiting what excitable weather reporters have predicted to be another massive rainstorm. It’s ironic, though, that the first thing we talk about is [...]
Miked - Live Reviews from Issue #4 Summer 1996
Guy Clark / Townes Van Zandt – The Ark (Ann Arbor, MI)
“I think I’m going stark, raving mad,” announced Townes Van Zandt by way of opening his portion of a double bill with old friend Guy Clark at Ann Arbor’s venerable folk music club. “For real.” Anyone familiar with Van Zandt knows the demons that have haunted him for decades are never far from the surface [...]
