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about Linda
Singer-songwriter Linda Brady has recently released her first album in thirty years, a guitar-pop lover's treat with smart, incisive lyrics called Deep Brain Stimulator. Back in the day, she released her debut album on a very cool indie label. After that she walked away from the music business to focus on more important things, like teaching and raising small humans.

Years later, Linda was diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease, a troublesome hobgoblin that continually attempts to place permanent roadblocks in her life. But heeding the pleading of Dylan Thomas, Linda refuses to go gently.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Linda's new album is titled Deep Brain Stimulator, named after the device that has been implanted in her brain to ease some of the symptoms of Parkinson's. You could say that Linda has truly gone electric. The album is a plea, as she battles the hobgoblin that is PD and at the same time, looks around her and sees the world in such disarray. Listen to her vent and decry, mourn, laugh, and snark. Listen to her find strength in weakness, all to the guitar-driven, melodic, hard-hitting drumbeat of her band, the Revival. Mix Magazine called her “A confident singer/songwriter with a keen melodic sense, steady pipes, and a knack for writing strong hooks.” Take a listen. To quote Linda's Raspberries-inspired new tune "Yes Man," you might learn to love it.
A Simple Q & A with Linda
Q: Is it power pop?
A: Sort of.
Q: Indie rock?
A: You bet.
Q:Singer-songwriter?
A: Of course.
Q: None of the above?
A: Definitely.

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ABOUT LINDA'S NEW MUSIC...
It's been a while since we heard from Linda Brady, but she's loud and clear in 2025 with her first album in three decades, Deep Brain Stimulator. As much to herself as to the world, Linda returns to rail against real-life absurdities, well-intended and otherwise. She intercedes, pleads for common sense, consoles the weary, cajoles the morose, smirks and sighs to clarion guitars and a cracking backbeat. Sophomore album releases often hope to glide upon the wings of a first offering. This time, though, Deep Brain Stimulator—named after the medical hardware placed in Linda's brain to pacify the symptoms she experiences from Parkinson's Disease—clearly tops her debut album of three decades past. That album, the warm self-titled folk-rock exploration of youth and innocence, serves as a perfect introduction to the mature artist of Deep Brain Stimulator. Linda's substantial growth in both songwriting and delivery are obvious, and the fact that she has surrounded herself with a talented and dedicated band she calls the Revival, markedly ups her game. The album is packed with deep and sometimes profound guitar-pop songs. Its hardest rockers, "Cary Grant" and "Up The Incline" use distortion, feedback, and heavy drums to mirror the jackhammer and sledgehammer blows that echo the harshness of this world. They paint gritty portraits of people trying to simply make it through the day on this unforgiving planet. "Build Something," "Shut You," and the epic "The Barkers," employ acerbic social commentary to figuratively turn the culture into kindling. Like abstract art, "The Barkers" paints a surrealistic picture of a world not unlike our own, that is populated and operated by clowns who do not understand the stakes. It is a sort of Rorschach ink blot; what you see in the song is what you bring to it, and everyone brings something different to the table. Linda's biting observations of her surroundings arrive with a pessimism that lets no one off the hook, not even herself. The intimate reflections of "SSV" and "Lizzy Use Your Head" offer an intelligent, thoughtful compassion to friends in trouble. The sobering "Same Wolf" and "Crash" reflect Linda's personal forecast of a future that can be disheartening as she manages daily life with a degenerative disease, swapping outlooks of doom and hopefulness moment by moment. With a determination to be hopeful, Linda adds the luminous ascent of "It's a Good Day," a song that momentarily eclipses the darkness of the rest of the album with an almost startling buoyancy, tinged with the memory of recent troubles and the gratitude that comes from looking back. The song is a witness that the love of a good man, a good God, and a good family continually carry her from the proverbial ledge. She makes the choice (at least for this moment), to see the world through lenses of joy and gratitude, even if they are only single-use lenses. Deep Brain Stimulator ignites with mysterious yet pointed and incisive lyrics, memorable hooks, and haunting melodies. Sparkling electric guitars, buoyant bass lines, slamming rock-solid drumming by Kenny Aronoff and production assistance from Jeff Murphy of Shoes all support Linda's soulful, intimate vocals and her unique lyrics. All these sounds uplift the album from its power-pop bedrock to a new plateau—to a brand new thing—Linda's own, original musical and lyrical language. ---Fabares McGinty




Linda Brady Exposes "THE BARKERS"
There’s something oddly reminiscent of late-’90s infomercials about a woman with Parkinson’s picking up her guitar and quietly dismantling illusionary power structures. The Linda Brady Revival isn’t here to sell you Tupperware, though – she’s cracking open the entire system in a song as explosive as it is controlled, which feels like it could both headline your Friday night out and play over footage of a storm flattening a house of cards. “The Barkers” is a deceptively simple construct. Kenny Aronoff hits the snare, and it’s like the ground you thought was solid has started wobbling, tectonic plates shifting ever so slightly— or maybe not-so-slightly? Do Clowns actually control the Earth’s crust under circus tents? Brady’s guitar floats atop the chaos, weaving itself through the surrealist imagery like a tour guide to a funhouse of horrors. The lyrics sneak up on you, a gentle electric jolt that starts out laughing with you— before you realize it’s laughing at you, for believing any of this made sense in the first place. The clowns, the circus, the world spinning until you lose balance… Were they authority figures, or priests, or some strange hybrid colossus standing on a base of hypocrisy? Both? Neither? Who’s to say? Make no mistake, it’s a cheeky critique that plays hopscotch between profound and absurd. And yet, it doesn’t preach—it prods, it pokes, it downright messes with you. Think Chaplin’s “The Great Dictator,” but fronting a power-pop outfit with all the veins throbbing neon. So, what’s left after “The Barkers”? A circus that won’t stop spinning – and a chilling realization that maybe we’re all just spinning with it. This, it turns out, is not a drill. ----Chris the Blogger Music Arena GH October 24, 2024
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The Linda Brady Revival
c/o Heretofore Music
100 Powell Place #1663
Nashville TN 37204














