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Prettiest Little Burden: Richard Buckner Carries his Country Music—Roots to Blooms—to Cactus Café

Richard Buckner is to county music what Austin is to the rest of Texas. Place is primary to his craft, and yet one of his central themes seems to be an air of detachment- even displacement. Although a Richard Bucker album would be impossible outside the country genre, his music stands out within its boundaries as incongruously as Austin within the cultural topography of Texas as a generic whole.


Even with the most solidly whiskey-soaked of country repertoires, Buckner’s audience remains composed primarily of indie rather than country fans. The reason for this, we believe, is that for all the forward-looking and progressive thinking of indie fans, there is a lasting recognition that country music does longing like no other genre. This is the reason indie darlings like Okkervil River—our favorite postmodern Mariachi band—still enlist instruments like the banjo, the mandolin, and the steel guitar in the dispatchment of their most ravenous ballads. It’s almost as if musical expression has gone too far, become too delicate, and though they have already found the perfect word to express their want, what they crave instead is a long lost pantomime or a crude semaphore.

With recent digital reissues of Richard Buckner’s albums Bloomed , The Hill , and Impasse being cause to celebrate his critically acclaimed body of work, the intimate Cactus Café promises an ideal venue in which to experience such a distilled folk sound. The Hill is a conversion of Edgar Lee Masters’ "Spoon River Anthology" to music, rendering the voices of the deceased as detached and universal, yet circumspect and self-contained; this is an apt representation of Buckner’s song writing style overall.

If Buckner’s voice were a wine, it would be heavy with oak, and his instrumentation is also undeniably gnarled with country fundamentals, cutting a swath following the simplest path the way a river does. Yet his vocals resonate with a shimmering, almost phosphorescent quality that rises above the workaday flesh of the very songs they narrate. On first listen, Buckner may blend in with any other talented country artist. But there is a weight and depth to Buckner’s music which belies the sonic droning of a steel guitar as it lends his genre-crossing lyrics a patently Western patina.

Local Americana-crafted Leatherbag will open the Cactus Café show tonight, featuring singer-songwriter Randy Reynolds. His sound bends toward early Dylan and Springsteen, promising a night of authentic folk tailor-made to usher in another of Austin’s fabled summers.

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  • trza

    I might have to do this. One of my all-time fave Austin shows was Bobby Bare Jr. and Richard Buckner trading off songs and jokes Smothers Brothers style at the Continental Club about seven years ago. There were like 20 people there as I recall.

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