They Were The Cosmic Kids...

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A while back I got hooked on what I perceived to be a Gram Parsons/Emmy Lou Harris-inspired cosmic cowboy/alt dot countryish duo named Ms. Shevaughn and Yuma Wray.

For all kinds of reasons, not the least of which was the fact that they chucked their 9-to-5 lives into giant-sized zeitgeistian dumpster just off Divison Street in Chicago and then went all in on a musical life that included Sal Paradisian-type cross-continental tours that they initially ran on a shoestring out of the back of their shelf-contained Honda Element.

Well, that and the fact that they made and executed killer tunes like....This.

Anyway...

About a year or so ago they relocated from the West Coast to the Washington DC area, went into hibernation for a bit, and then re-emerged as a whole new entity with a much heavier electrified sound that still holds together melodically.

That's them with their longtime collaborator Ben Tufts on drums, above, now known as 'Fuzzqueen', live, at the top of the post.

It's very cool stuff, and the studio recordings are starting to emerge.

An example is...Here (with a review here).


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And, for the record, it was Ms. Shevaughn (Erin Frisby) who coined the phrase on the masthead at the top of this here little F-Troop list blog...Her partner, the artist and pedal freak formally known as Yuma Wray, is actually Chris Stelloh.
It never, ever, ceases to amaze me how much great music there is out there, just over the horizon, that is so easy to find and enjoy these days...It's a boon to punters and obsessives like myself but it sure must make it tough for all these folks to make a living at it...


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