There’s a mystical allure to the road. Innately literal and figurative, it is both the blacktop and the connective tissue between people, places, and cultures. The opportunity to venture beyond what’s known and comfortable into what’s possible. A rugged romanticism of packing up a standard issue Chevy Express tour van with instruments, scuffed amps, overflowing merch boxes, and a trio of musicians setting sail to share Duhon's songs with anyone who will listen. For a young Andrew Duhon, the road was the connection from “No Man’s Land” to the “Promised Land.” A chance to truly connect with former strangers through song. To feel equal kinship with the good ol’ boys in Beaumont, TX and the hippies and artists in Bellingham, WA. But with that comes a weight. Duhon has a knack for telling the kind of stories that clearly cost the writer something to tell, the kind of honesty that feels noble and never half hearted. Entertaining? Sure, but when a song written by a stranger heals you, even in the smallest way, that's a connection beyond entertainment, and that is the journey Andrew Duhon sets out on from his home in Louisiana.  His songs are about recognizing our story as much as they are about telling his, and his coast to coast pursuits have given him a clearer view of the American Landscape than most are privy to.    But after years of voyaging off to every corner of the country, a new sensation arises with each return to New Orleans. The fondness for home returns and, for the moment, forgives the potholes and the incompetence of local politics to focus on those familiar sights, sounds, and singular culture of Louisiana from the old European feeling of The French Quarter to the rural cane fields of Cajun country where his father’s side resides, now noticing the changes after every stretch of time spent away. And from that familiar return comes The Parish Record, a snapshot of life venturing from and returning to one of America’s purest cultural vignettes, and the beauty, conflict, and stories that come with it.   The Parish Record was recorded at Dockside Studios in Maurice, LA, where deep in Cajun country sits a wood-panel barn engulfed in oak and cypress trees along the slow butterscotch bayou pace of the Vermillion River. In this isolated hub of Acadiana, Andrew Duhon embarked with his trio of most trusted musicians – Myles Weeks (James Hunter Six, Eric Lindell) on Bass, Jim Kolacek (Feufollet) on Drums, and Daniel Walker (Heart, Ann Wilson, Amy Ray) on Keys – to harness of the sound and feeling of their surroundings. Justin Tockett, the house engineer at Dockside is also, as Duhon claims, his secret weapon.  From Duhon, “Justin’s production is the most underrated thing in the room, and his spirit is peaceful and literally at home at that studio.  There’s a cat on his lap most of the time he’s mixing. I mean, come on...  That’s the feeling I wanted to feel when making this record from what felt like home to me. It wasn’t time to hit Nashville or try out something new on this one.  It was about believing in the songs from where the songs came from.”  This new collection speaks of Louisiana and carries the weight synonymous with Duhon records: deep, evocative narratives that take listeners on a journey through a character’s skin, heart-wrenching ballads which bare the songwriter’s soul, and hard-driving bluesy rockers that rise in counterbalance to the weight of the lyric.   The Parish record begins, both on Side A and Side B, with a new flavor to Duhon’s repertoire. On either side of the record, a drop of the needle will bring on a grimy, distorted guitar intro. On side A, this leads into “Waco Kool Aid,” a biting look into the groupthink nature of today’s political landscape where “the truth is, the truth is obsolete,” and culminating in an ‘aha!’ moment putting the joke squarely on us, the listener. On side B, “Shotgun Religion” pulls from Duhon’s Catholic suburbia upbringing that seemed to have claimed the nature of love for itself, only managing to create militant division that enforced the world view of the entitled.  As he tells it “Pride is a monkey on a young boy’s back and he’s leaving the safety of the cul de sac with an itchy trigger finger and a split second decision. Shotgun religion...”   The album proceeds on softer notes with a selection of romantic ballads including “Hand Me Down Love,” “Girl From Plaquemine,” “Almost Forever,” and the deep-hearted farewell of “Just In Case.” All with a twinge of nostalgia and a truer, more complicated love than fairytale would claim. Sonically, each ballad takes on a role in comprising the musical landscape of Louisiana, through the jazz inspired piano fills of “Hand Me Down Love,” to the back porch cajun country guitar picking in “Girl From Plaquemine” and the old school country western  heartstrings of “Almost Forever.”   No closer can you get to home than Duhon’s song about his mother, “Another House.” The song tells the story of Duhon’s mother’s journey with Dementia, a journey first evident to Duhon when his mother began feeling not at home and insisting they go to ‘the other house’ that didn’t exist.  In the song he is speaking with his father, “the only thing that matters now, is she believes there’s another house,” a sorrowful and brutally honest admission from son to father, neither of which shared their mother’s faith, but resolving in the end “We know better these days than to correct her.  We just walk with her together.”  Departing from the band accompaniment, the song was recorded with Duhon alone on his acoustic guitar.  On the third morning of recording at Dockside in Maurice, LA, while the band stayed sleeping, Duhon and the engineer went in to track this most intimate and bittersweet story of the collection.    Another unique flavor to The Parish Record is the presence of a cover, the first Duhon has ever recorded. “Bayou La Batre,” a song originally written and performed by Jimmy Louis, a Florida Country-Blues crooner, whose album, “The Best Of This Deal” (1977), Andrew found buried in the dollar bin of his favorite Alabama record shop. The song encapsulates the journey home to New Orleans in such a way that feels like it was written for this album, despite the writer preceding this record’s release by nearly half a century.   Smack in the middle of the album is “Man On The Marquee,” a story from Andrew’s college years of stumbling into a local dive to see a seasoned songsmith perform his wares, and detailing every aspect of the performance in romantic fashion, from the signage on the walls, to the majesty of seeing him walking onto the stage under the spotlight, to the humanity of the emotions conveyed through the songs, and the beautiful yet bittersweet monotony of traveling alone to the next town while leaving behind an audience for whom the experience was just a blip of joyous distraction. Reminiscent of Jackson Brown’s “The Load Out,” the song takes on a semi-autobiographical tone as Andrew himself has taken on that role as the traveling troubadour, moving from town to town, sharing his deepest emotions through song, and moving on to “that distant light that spelled it right. Somewhere else tomorrow night, he’ll be the man on the marquee.”  Wherever the winding roads of America’s highways take him, New Orleans follows. With all of its cultural idiosyncrasies, political turmoil, and all of the harsh memories associated with the place he’s most intimately familiar, comes a beauty from the holistically honest stories able to be told and the collection of sonic of influences that can only be forged from immersing himself in such a rich a culture. The Parish Record serves as the latest vehicle through which Andrew can spread the gospel to every new place he ventures of a life lived in the flawed, divergent, singularly magnificent bayou he’s called home.

With her gritty, soulful voice and poignant roots rock songwriting, Kristin Diable has drawn comparisons to strong-willed artists Lucinda Williams and Bonnie Raitt. Emerging out of the New York City coffeeshop scene in the mid-2000s, Diable gained wider acclaim with her 2015 album Create Your Own Mythology. A native of Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Diable got her start playing the local open mikes in her hometown before relocating to New York City in the early 2000s. Installing herself into the city's songwriter circuit, she rose through the ranks, eventually releasing her debut album, Shelter, in 2005. Three years later, she returned from the East Coast, setting up shop in New Orleans where she found a better fit for her music. Turning down an offer to compete on NBC's popular TV show The Voice, she instead set herself to the task of writing and gigging relentlessly, and by 2012 she had formed a new band, the City, to help release her second LP, Kristin Diable & the City. Touring both solo and with the City, she built up her fan base and also managed to land a song in HBO's series True Blood. Working with producer Dave Cobb, she recorded her third album, the bluesy, retro-leaning Create Your Own Mythology, which was released in early 2015. Tours followed, including appearances at the New Orleans Jazzfest in 2017 and 2018. ~ Timothy Monger, Rovi