

(May 7th, 5:02 pm)
New Allman Brothers Documentary Premieres May 16 5/7/08
(May 5th, 3:57 pm)
Mavis Staples To Headline Blind Willie McTell Blues Festival 5/5/08
(May 2nd, 4:44 pm)
Mystery And Manners Honorary Southern Artist(s)—PART SIX Clarence White By James Calemine
(Apr 27th, 1:24 pm)
Mudcrutch & Gram Parsons’ Florida Roots 4/27/08
(Apr 23rd, 12:36 pm)
Nothing could be more beautiful than April in Alabama and, in my case, nothing could be more exciting. I recently returned from the read more...
Mojo Man/Arkansas Rockpile
Mojo Man/Arkansas Rockpile Ronnie Hawkins Collector’s Choice Music By James Calemine
Me and Pepper
Me and Pepper Mel Tillis Collectors' Choice By James Calemine Born in Tampa, Florida, during the Great read more...
In Jim Dickinson’s first contribution to Swampland/Mystery And Manners, he wrote an indelible piece on Memphis barbecue. For his second installment Dickinson cites his favorite pianists, films and a desert island music stash. The High Priest of Memphis Mojo offers a timeless blueprint for anyone seeking musical pots of gold. James Calemine
by Penne J. Laubenthal Imagine starting off your Saturday morning with the perfect Bloody Mary, garnished in typical southern fashion with pickled okra, and served to you by one of the country’s foremost clothing designers, Billy Reid, in his boutique housed in the historic and elegantly appointed Pickett Place read more...
JIM DICKINSON INTERVIEW DIXIE FRIED WITH THE HIGH PRIEST OF MEMPHIS MOJO By James Calemine "Some people say worried blues ain't tough, If they don't kill you they handle you mighty rough." --Furry read more...
DOWN IN THE GROOVE WITH WIDESPREAD PANIC’S TODD NANCE “Either brace yourself for elimination/Or your heartmust have the courage for the changing of the guard.” --Bob Dylan From the drummer’s seat you read more...
by Charles Ghigna His hand in hold so trigger tight even its blood believes in ghosts. It clings with set finger on steel and waits inside a dream of ducks. The twilight gives into a rise of eastern sky as sun reveals herself too proud and instantly receives full face a splash of mallard flock. A shotgun blasts the read more...
by Charles Ghigna Dry rooted in penny coated clay, the wiregrassers come suntan tamed in drawl through the mire faster. Machetes high aimed for home, they carry the clues of day across their open, flying clothes. Blade for blade, steel for grass, they flog the wire with a hungry denim run.