Friday, December 28, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Tommy Conwell, Paul Slivka, Jim Hannum, Chris Day and Rob Miller
Image taken from an October 1987 Rolling Stone article feature entitled, "Local Heroes," profiling the music industry's courting of two up-and-coming music acts: Philadelphia's Tommy Conwell and the Young Rumblers and L.A.'s Jane's Addiction.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Image of the Tommy Conwell Trio, opening act at the 6th Annual Brian Setzer Orchestra Christmas Extravaganza on Nov. 29.
Thanks graciously to Tommy Maguire for the picture!
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Sunday, December 9, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Sunday, December 2, 2007
A vintage Tommy Conwell and the Young Rumblers black t-shirt, circa 1988.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
A review of "Rumble" in People Weekly, Dec. 19, 1988...so this writer seemed to think that Tommy Conwell and the Young Rumblers sounded too much like the Hooters? Hmmm...
DJ Caterina is a long-time fan of The Hooters, too, but finds nothing whatsoever in common with these two bands.
RUMBLE by Tommy Conwell and the Young RumblersThis debut is more of a compliment to the work of another Philly rock band, the Hooters, than it is a singular, distinctive statement of its own. True, Conwell has a passionate voice and has demonstrated a more than acceptable working vocabulary of guitar riffs. But it's more than just the contribution of Hooters Rob Hyman and Eric Bazilian as songwriters (on Half a Heart) that might saddle the Young Rumblers with the tag of being clones. Conwell's vocal inflections and lead guitar are awfully Hooteresque too. Conwell, who oddly lists Charlie Parker as one of his influences, does take one giant step for individualism with the hit single I'm Not Your Man, and he delivers on the Bo Diddley-inspired Tell Me What You Want Me to Be, but there is little in between to differentiate him and the Rumblers from the prolific crop of roots-rock bands struggling for that one big break. While Conwell does occasionally summon up a growl from his throat a la George Thorogood, that's more often tedious than distinctive. Having acknowledged their affiliation with their fellow Philadelphians to everyone's satisfaction, Conwell and his band need to strike out in search of some different, more promising musical territory. (Columbia)