After a seven-year hiatus, during which he did anything but
take time off, Jay Farrar has reformed Son Volt, the band he
started in 1994 when his seminal alt-country band, Uncle Tupelo,
disbanded. This year is huge for Son Volt: An anthology of the
band's first three albums hit the shelves in May; a DVD of the
group shot live in 1996 from Austin City Limits is out; and the
release of a brand-new album - Okemah and the Melody of Riot - is
being followed by a fall tour. We met up with Farrar at his St.
Louis studio to talk music, the band, the road, and cheese
sandwiches in Woody Guthrie's hometown. - James Mayfield
It's been seven years since the last Son Volt album, Wide
Swing Tremolo. Why the break between albums, and why get the band
back together now? There were kind of dual reasons for
taking the hiatus. I had children during that period, and I wanted
to spend more time with them. But also, I was looking for a
different challenge, and that meant doing solo recordings and also
performing solo acoustic. That was something I felt I had to
experience. I pretty much started out just playing in a band
context. I feel I've learned a lot just by getting up on stage with
an acoustic guitar - it's informative; nothing to hide behind.
[Laughs]
Listening to the new album, you kind of go through music
historically, talking about Highway 61, gramophones, and your "6
String Belief." I guess the point of origination for "6
String Belief" was the age-old argument: Is rock and roll dead? At
that time, I was just thinking about how there's been kind of a
movement back toward a more fundamental rock-and-roll attitude and
sound - bands like the White Stripes. "Gramophone," even though I
don't technically own a gramophone, I do have an old 78 player,
which I use a lot listening to old 78s. And there's just an elusive
quality that isn't there with the digital stuff. With "Afterglow
61," I spent a lot of time during the recording of the first Son
Volt record, when I was living in New Orleans and driving up to
Minneapolis to rehearse. It was almost a 24-hour drive, and
occasionally I would get off on Highway 61 and drive through
Mississippi and Louisiana. There's a lot of character to driving
the old road.