Rolling Stone Magazine said Red Shahan is one of the top 10 new artists to watch. They called his sound, "Hardscrabble Texas country informed by the state's deep musical roots and even deeper cultural mythology." If you love Brent Cobb, Ryan Bingham, and Hayes Carll, you'll love Red Shahan, Rolling Stone said.
Trivia: Shahan played guitar with the former phenom Six Market Blvd. before the band broke up. Now Shahan has launched his solo career to almost as much fanfare as Six Market Blvd. had in its prime.
Read about Shahan in Fort Worth Weekly. "He became the first artist signed to Randy Rogers’ new Big Blind Management roster. He played his first official showcase at Nashville’s coveted Americana Music Festival, although he failed to recognize the long-haired gentleman with the strange accent who complimented his set afterward," said the Fort Worth Weekly.
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Red Shahan
For the better part of a year now, Texas singer-songwriter Red Shahan has had his full-length debut, Men & Coyotes, in the works.
“In the works.” It’s a strange way to describe the making of an album. Though Men & Coyotes may have only been assembled in it's current incarnation this past year, but you could make the case that Shahan has been working on this moment his whole life.
At twelve songs long, Men & Coyotes works it's way through the world of worn out cowboys, hard-working mothers, agonized loners, earnest sons, broken men, scorn lovers, and the ever searching songwriter. Though he morphs in and out of character, there’s no doubt there’s a bit of Shahan nestled within the soul of each. Shahan shows an intensity and prowess to write about the difficult junctures within one’s life without sugar-coating or holding back.
The gritty songwriter comes from a long lineage of Lubbock artists who broke into the forefront across the callous stages of the lonesome West Texas town that he comes from.
There’s a sense of desperation in Shahan’s voice throughout Men & Coyotes. It’s the struggle of a songwriter and man fracturing the wall between him and the listener. Often, he’s West Texas Dust. At others, he’s East Texas Rust. Desolate lines pop up before you in vivid color. Gut-wrenching pieces pierce you in unsettling ways that you’ve only known when inside that isolated room in the dark crevices of your head. All the while, textured guitars and sharp drums are the landscape in which Shahan’s lyrics are able to take shape and form. There’s a story the music tells simultaneously to Shahan’s howls.