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    Name: Cumberland Caverns LIVE - Chris Knight & Travis Meadows
    Date: February 25, 2018
    Time: 2:00 PM - 5:00 PM CST
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    Ten years and five acclaimed albums into one of the most uncompromising careers in
    American music, the singer/songwriter whose work has been compared to Prine, Cash and
    Nebraska-era Springsteen by some the toughest music writers in America may have finally
    conquered his most demanding critic of all: himself.
    “Right now, this is my favorite record,” Chris Knight says of his new album, Heart Of Stone. “It
    might just be my best. For some reason, there’s a cohesiveness here that’s not like anything
    I’ve done before. But at the same time, it’s not real predictable. There’s a lot of texture to it as
    well, but it’s a simple record. I don’t know how that happened. But I know it when I hear it.”
    Then again, Knight has always been an artist of fierce instinct and uncommon paradox. A
    former strip-mine reclamation inspector, Knight still lives in the rural coal town of Slaughters,
    Kentucky (population 200) where he was born and raised. But it’s been on record – as well as
    everywhere from rowdy Texas roadhouses to hushed New York City theaters – where Chris
    has forged the reputation for a stark and often-ferocious honesty that led one writer to call his
    music “where Cormac McCarthy meets Copperhead Road.”
    “I still don’t know what to call myself,” says Chris. “When people ask me what kind of music I
    play, I tell ‘em my music is country and rock and folk and roots rock and even pop. I think this
    album sounds that way, too.” Produced by Dan Baird (of Georgia Satellites fame, as well as
    producer of Knight’s widely-praised A Pretty Good Guy and The Jealous Kind discs), the 12
    songs on Heart Of Stone represent a creative maturity unlike anything Knight has done
    before. The music itself is a richly organic sonic mosaic where snarling guitars and pounding
    drums live alongside mournful violas, plucky banjos, B-3 organ and even the occasional
    trombone and bouzouki. And for an artist known for his narratives about busted lives and
    broken dreams, Knight’s new songs now carry a hard-fought wisdom that gives his characters
    deeper seams of pain, pride and ultimately, hope. “I’m conscious that I know a lot more than I
    did 7 or 8 years ago,” Chris says. “Lately I’ve been writing about more internalized thoughts
    and situations, about what I feel rather than maybe tell a story. I can’t keep playing the same
    thing or telling the same stories in different ways. Getting comfortable with what you do is a
    big part of it, I guess. I wasn’t afraid to say what I think, play what I play, or put what I want on
    this record.”
    “These are the songs of a grown man,” says producer Dan Baird, “and it’s not just the lower
    body count. Chris is much more comfortable with his voice, his writing and the recording
    process than he’s ever been before. He wanted to make a really lowdown record, kind of like
    a rock band playing these really rural songs. And I wanted to try anything to get as much of
    who Chris is now on the record as possible.” Baird, who co-wrote 4 of the album’s songs, took
    a wholly organic approach to letting Knight and the musicians find the songs in the studio.
    “We set up a small drum kit, 2 amps and a little p.a. in one corner for Chris and the band to
    flesh-out the songs together. So rather than do a chart, put on headphones and make a mess
    of it while we tried to figure out why Chris wanted to kick every ass in the room, we all tried
    different stuff until we found the feel he was looking for. It was kind of a Blind Man’s Bluff and
    Easter Egg Hunt rolled into one sometimes, but when we got it right we’d jump to our
    positions and record it. We knew it when we heard it.”
    The unpredictable power and texture of Heart Of Stone makes itself clear with “Homesick
    Gypsy,” the potent opening track driven by parade drums, slide guitar, trombone, banjo and
    bouzouki. “Hell Ain’t Half Full” is a razor-edged rocker with an unflinchingly fierce moral core.
    “Almost There” is a sinister snarl of hard-luck, while “Another Dollar” explodes with vicious
    guitars and Chris’ surprisingly howling vocals. There’s a mournful strength to “Danville”,
    hardcore regret in “Miles To Memphis” and a coming-out-of-the dark joy to “Maria”. He
    delivers both sides of love-gone-wrong with the unexpected optimism of “Something To Keep
    Me Going” and the haunting pain of “My Old Cars”. Knight is at the peak of his storytelling
    power with “Crooked Road”, an elderly miner’s heartbreaking elegy to “good dreams gone
    cold” filled with love, loss, doubt and faith. But it’s the album’s title track that may be most
    unforeseen tale of all, in which broken promises and a broken home cannot break a struggling
    man’s resolve. And while the album’s closer “Go On Home” may seem like a taciturn mission
    statement, Chris’s plainspoken standpoint is tempered with tenacity, acceptance and a defiant
    wisdom. “They’re all pretty hard-nosed songs,” Chris admits. “But it’s as unified as collection
    as I’ve ever recorded. People may not always agree with the attitude of my music, but my
    point of view has always been pretty clear. With this album, it’s probably more visible. I want
    to be able to stand on stage singing these songs and have people believe that what I’m
    saying is the way that I feel.”
    For fans, critics and even Knight himself, this record is the one where it all comes together.
    It’s an album that is alternately raw and rocking, quietly powerful and significantly truthful in its
    scope. Most of all, Heart Of Stone is the sound of a remarkable artist coming into his own.
    You’ll know it when you hear it.
    Travis Meadows
    An orphan who turned into a preacher
    A preacher who turned into a songwriter
    A songwriter that turned into a drunk
    A drunk that is learning to be a human being

    Travis Meadows spent years trying to escape himself. He’s anything but selfish, so he’d find a way to get away––a bottle, a bag, a sermon––and he’d share it with everyone. That was then. Now, Meadows isn’t trying to get anybody lost or high. Instead, he’s trying to get every single one of us to settle in deeply to ourselves––and love what’s there.

    “I feel like what I’m doing is giving people permission to be okay with who they are, where they’re at now,” Meadows says. “A lot of us say stuff like, ‘If I’d been married to this guy or this girl, or if I had enough money, or if I had a better job. If I wasn’t an alcoholic, or if I drank more. If this, if that, then, I think I could be a better person.’” He pauses. “I think the key to life is being okay with who you are.”

    Meadows isn’t just waxing poetic about the perks of self-acceptance. The 52-year-old has clawed his way to the peace he’s found, and his willingness to map that journey through his songs has saved more lives than his own. On his anxiously awaited new album First Cigarette, Meadows proves once again that when he sings the truth he’s living, he can set us all free. “I’ve always put secrets in my records, but I had this ring of fire that nobody could get in––a defense mechanism from my childhood. Nobody gets too close,” he says. “I think this record is a way of me letting people in a little more, inside the ring of fire.”

    Disciples have been dancing by Meadows’ fire for years. Eric Church, Dierks Bentley, Jake Owen, Mary Gauthier, Brandy Clark, Blackberry Smoke, Hank Williams, Jr., Wynonna Judd, Randy Houser, and others began writing with, recording, and praising Meadows as soon as they heard his work. Songs such as “Riser,” the title track for Bentley’s 2015 album; Church’s “Knives of New Orleans” and “Dark Side”; and Owen’s “What We Ain’t Got” are all Meadows-penned chart-climbers.

    Much of the attention began in 2010, when Meadows self-released Killin’ Uncle Buzzy, a raw masterpiece that left listeners stunned. “I was in rehab, and one of my counselors suggested that I keep a journal, so I basically made a record out of that journal,” Meadows says. It became an unlikely phenomenon, handed from friend to friend and artist to artist with whispers of, Listen. It’s the best thing you’ll hear all year. In 2013, Meadows followed Killin’ Uncle Buzzy with the acclaimed Old Ghosts and Unfinished Business. “On Killin’ Uncle Buzzy, you’re listening to a guy trying to figure out how to get sober,” Meadows says. “Then two years later, I was sober, but I wasn’t that guy anymore. That’s what ‘Old Ghosts’ was––me just trying to move forward. I feel like this record is more accessible. People can listen and go, ‘Well, hell. I’ve done that, too.’”

    An intimate record utilizing just Meadow’s blues-hewn voice and mostly acoustic guitar with pops of electric and other strings, First Cigarette is an intensely relatable meditation on love, acceptance, and redemption––an artistic and personal triumph, especially for a man whose early life was defined by loss and pain. At the age of two, Meadows watched his baby brother drown. When his parents divorced, he wound up living with his grandparents rather than either of his parents. “My dad went and got married and had a baby, and they were almost a normal family,” Meadows says. “And my mother also went and almost had a normal family, whatever that is.” His thick Mississippi accent makes the ‘r’ at the end of father and mother soft in his mouth. “I was over there with my grandparents like, ‘Well what the hell happened to me? Why am I not good enough to be part of that family?’ I carried that resentment for a long time.”

    Adversity would remain a constant in Meadows’ youth. At the age of eleven, he began using drugs. At fourteen, he was diagnosed with cancer. He would go on to beat the disease, but not before it cost him his right leg from just below the knee. Meadows picked himself up and began playing drums––“They’d sneak me in the back door and I would play for people in bars”––but tired of lugging all that gear and picked up the harmonica. “I could put all my instruments in a Crown Royal bag, and I would sing and play the blues,” he says. Then, in his 20s, Meadows underwent another conversion: he became a Christian. He preached across the South and in 20-something countries for 17 years. “Preachers fall hard,” he says. “I had some questions I didn’t like the answers to. So I quit and went back to my old friend alcohol.”

    First Cigarette benefits from all of the battles Meadows has lost and won, including his now seven years––and counting––of sobriety. Album opener “Sideways” is a gut punch. A blend of confession and advice, the song explores what happens when emotion is stifled. Meadows wrote “Sideways” after performing and speaking at an adolescent addiction treatment center. He asked the kids there, all younger than 18, if anyone wanted to share their story. A girl raised her hand, spoke, and broke Meadows’ heart. “She floored me,” he says. “I said, ‘Well, I’d want to get high too. How did that make you feel?’ One tear came down her cheek. She rubbed it away and said, ‘I don’t feel nothin’.’ One of the counselors and I were talking later. If the only tool you have is a hammer, you’re going to treat everything in your life like a nail.”

    “Pray for Jungleland” channels Bruce Springsteen as it celebrates him, nostalgic for love at eighteen and a world that revolves around Friday night. Written with Drew Kennedy, the song is the first of several on the album that capture youth with misty-eyed levity––a departure from Uncle Buzzy that Meadows is clearly enjoying. “McDowell Road” serves as a thematic bookend for “Jungleland,” while the slow-building “Pontiac” offers anchoring advice and warm memories as hopes for young hearts.

    A standout on an album stacked with gems, “First Cigarette” features searing vocals that shift back and forth between defiant muscle and naked delicacy. “I am little more content, I am little more content with who I am than who I was,” Meadows sings. “I have learned to love the comfort when it comes, like the first cigarette the morning buzz.” Written with Connie Harrington, “Hungry” showcases Meadows’ unique ability to haunt and soothe at the same time. “Hunger is the thing that motivates us to get up and try again,” he says. “I pray that I never lose that hunger.” The gorgeous “Better Boat” takes another moving look at Meadows’ hard-won contentment.

    “Life can be a little challenging for all of us. It’s beautiful and it’s tragic, it’s awesome and it hurts,” Meadows says. “I hope people sense that through this record and want to come to a show, which is a lot of storytelling, a lot of tears, a lot of laughter. They’ll come face to face with a damn lot of humanity. I hope they see themselves in it.”
    Cumberland Caverns Live
    1437 Cumberland Caverns Rd
    McMinnville, TN, 37110
    Date/Time Information:
    Feburary 25th
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