Posts by Alex McMahon

You’re transported to those days of recording: friends laughing over happy accidents that’ll make the cut, and most importantly the energy of people playing music together.

By the time I’m done playing, packing up, and paying the bar bill, I’m most likely hungry/hangry and any decent restaurant is closed. Enter Taco Cabana.

To play a well set-up guitar is almost intoxicating—but to be involved in the creation of the guitar, that’s sublime.

Some of my favorite albums are born in noisy rooms, with hard-soled shoes on wooden floors, and feel like the band’s playing in a living room, just for you.

The audiences we encountered in the Pacific NW were incredibly gracious, quiet and attentive. Not even the slightest jest, heckle, or catcall. Surreal.

There are a lot of reasons to love living in Albuquerque (Mary and Tito’s stuffed turnovers spring to mind) and even more to love playing here.

It doesn’t take long to realize how difficult (though not necessarily impossible) it is to make a living by playing music alone.

Wildewood’s album was recorded entirely in Albuquerque’s South Valley in a quaint adobe home near the river.