BECCA MARX: Hoot Review from Harriet Brewing, July 16, 2015 — Even before the Hoot happened on Thursday night at Harriet Brewing, I had an idea that it’d be a memorable one. Hoot patriarch Jim Walsh had written a piece about his affection for Hoot veteran Jeaneen Gauthier (Jan), and it occurred to me once more that Walsh doesn’t randomly pick these players. This particular line-up was one that I wasn’t familiar with, but as Walsh himself said, there was a “wealth of talent” onstage, a fact strikingly evident as all the players collaborated on Walsh’s own beauty of a song, “Homebodies (Don’t Be Careful With Your Love).” Read more…

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BECCA MARX: Hoot Report from Harriet Brewing, May 28, 2015 — People say there’s a magical quality about the Mad Ripple Hootenanny. If I had to choose one word to express the essence of the Hoot, it’d be: SPONTANEITY. I often find myself giving the venue a quick 360 degrees, and I’ve never been disappointed in my observations. Read more…

JIM WALSH’S THE MAD RIPPLE HOOTENANNY THIS WEEK: “This is a brand new song…” — Dear Good People: If you’re like me, some of the most exciting words in the English language are when a songwriter says, “This is a new song, and this is the first time I’ve played it.” Read more…

BECCA MARX: Hoot Report from Harriet Brewing, May 14, 2015 — Thrilled to report that the Hoot was indeed “magical” as I’d predicted it would be! I am no soothsayer but the odds were in my favor with the line-up of Doug Collins, Katy Vernon, Jeremy Messersmith, Ananda Bates and Jillian Rae. There were some fortuitous moments as well, not the least being the pouring rain that brought us all inside, cozy-like. Read more…

JIM WALSH’S THE MAD RIPPLE HOOTENANNY THIS WEEK: “The Best Hoot Ever” — Dear Good People: Personally, one of my favorite moments from last week’s Hoot came in the moments after I sang the Alvvays tune, “Marry Me, Archie” for the very first time. I’d had my eyes closed tight so as to concentrate on the words, chords, and melody, and I got through it pretty well. For me, when I’ve just learned or written a song, that kind of concentration is supremely necessary: to shut out the rest of the world so as to hear and deliver the tune. Read more…