by Ryan Snyder

Upcoming shows you should check out


To put the greatness of Wayne Hancock into perspective, not even Hank Williams III is considered the heir to Hank Williams. “The Train,” however, is often mentioned in the same breath thanks to his ability to create lean songs in the style of a pre-rehab Steve Earle that are built on equal parts jump blues and Western swing. Like everyone who’s ever worn the title “King of the Juke Joints,” Hancock weathered his own alcohol troubles at one time, though his newfound sobriety lends a greater weight to an incredible song like “Double A Daddy” off of his 1996 debut album Thunderstorms and Neon Signs. He’s still a hellraiser on stage though, and his rehab-postponed tour comes to the jukiest of joints this Friday as he stops by JR’s Tavern in High Point. It’s the perfect match: one of the area’s last real honky-tonks and one of the last real hardcore troubadours. The show starts at 9 p.m. and tickets are $10


He may not have been the first person to ever take a riding lawn mower to the liquor store, but few musicians living or dead can match the remarkable pace at which country legend George Jones consumed booze during his peak years. He wrote in his autobiography that he was so drunk during the recording session for his number one single “White Lightning” that it took him more than 80 takes to get it on wax, but not before his bass player threatened him with violence after playing the skin off of his fingers. Those days, of course, are long past him, but his classic country ballads are still as good as the day he recorded them, even if his baritone sounds a little more weathered. The 80-year-old Jones will be performing at the Durham Performing Arts Center this Saturday, and after the life he’s led, it’s a miracle that he’s lasted this long. Tickets are $45 and $76.50, and the show starts at 7:30 p.m. with an opening set by John Howie, Jr. & the Rosewood Bluff.


Though Juicy J’s involvement in Wiz Khalifa’s Taylor Gang is a little like Wooderson hanging with Pink and the the crew, the 37-year-old Juicy is proof that you’re only as old as you feel the next morning. If getting turnt up was an Olympic event, Charlie Sheen and Keith Richards would have to settle for silver and bronze as long are Juicy is in the game. His Instagram account is one real-time cell snap after another of Tanqueray, piles of kush, promethezine bottles and pharmacy vials, and his lyrics support all of his Caligulan exploits. Your typical Juicy J mixtape has more nasty quotables than a full season of “Eastbound & Down” that range from a Luther Campbell-level of vulgarity to the straight-up brilliant ignorance that he wields like Wang Hao does a table-tennis paddleboard. He comes off like a straight-up reprobate on record, but in a fun-loving, hyper-masculine kind of way that’s as likely to be found as the soundtrack to a suburban patio party as it is rattling the shotgun next to the 12s in the trunk of a 1970 Lincoln Continental. Next Wednesday, Aug. 22, he’s the headliner of the Smoker’s Club Tour stop at Greene Street Club that includes next-big-things Smoke DZA, Chevy Woods and Joey Bada$$, plus a lot more. Tickets are $20 in advance and $25 at the door, and the music starts at 8 p.m.