__Thu May 10th__ Lucky Tubb & The Modern Day Trobadours

Thursday May 10th, 2012
Luck Tubb & The Modern Day Trobadours
10PM
$5

About Lucky Tubb
LUCKY TUBB AND THE MODERN DAY TROUBADOURS “If Ernest Tubb is the King of Honky Tonk music, then Lucky Tubb is surely the Prince” Choosing to carry out the legacy of his great-uncle, Lucky’s style is reminiscent to the raw and original country style of the earliest Nashville artists. Before music row forgot their heritage. Lucky Tubbs album “Generations” was recorded in January of 2003, after a devastating Christmas Eve house fire burned away all of his belongings. Through generous donations, he was able to re-establish equipment and love from the music community. He carried on. Never breaking stride and never retreating, Lucky has moved up the ranks of the Texas music scene. Starting out playing coffee shops for tips with only a snare drummer, to opening for country music cornerstones such as ET’s old pal Ray Price and country superstar Dwight Yoakum. Lucky wears his life experiences like a well-tailored suit with the sleeves ripped off. In the early days, despite poor management, heavy drinking, and quick temper (alongside many acclaimed honky-tonkers and country legends), he has grown to realize the responsibilities bestowed to him through heritage. Bottom line, Lucky Tubb is the real deal. People will always like good honky-tonk music, and will for generations to come.

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The Modern Day Troubadours play with Freshness and urgency. Moaning steel guitar, lonesome mandolin, and sad sweeping fiddle lines (maybe even a burning hot lick or two from an old fender Telecaster) and are all seamlessly woven into the production. Lucky and the band wrap around the lyrics and melodies like calloused hands on an ice cold longneck. No clutter, no overplaying, no excess and no grandstanding can be heard. The sound here is a black and white photograph that you can still see (and hear) with your eyes closed. The tunes are timeless and sound familiar, yet new, coming off as fresh and flavorful as southern fried chicken. These troublesome songs of love lost, heartache, and heartbreak go down best in a shot glass full of bonded whiskey. Thank goodness that we occasionally get exposed to “insurgent” country CD’s like this. It’s music that is rough cut, and bootleg-distilled full of tears of yesterday’s broken hearts, and held together by the authority of a loaded glove compartment pistol. Lucky seems to have his finger firmly on the trigger. Buy him a drink. He’s got a long story to tell.
R. Simeon Franks

Lone Star Music Magazine, December/ January 2009