For the second year in a row, I make an appearance in the Oxford American Music Issue. I just got my copies in the mail yesterday, so it should be on newsstands now, or relatively soon.
This year, I wrote a little flip about one of my favorite archival record labels, Mississippi Records, which is not located in the state of Mississippi or even anywhere near the South, but in Portland, Oregon, the next biggest city nearest to us up here in Seattle. But despite their locale, Mississippi does release LPs by old or dead black people from the South, which is why OA editor-in-chief Marc Smirnoff wanted to include them.
You can either purchase it on the newsstands, or click here to buy a copy. It’s priced at $10.95 and worth every damn penny. Not only do you get a thick-assed magazine packed cover-to-cover with solid sentences by some truly great writers, you get two (2!) CDs containing about 30 tracks each of rippin’ southern jams, one of which boasts nothing but artists from Arkansas.