by Megan Zabriskie
In my quest for the most bad-ass interview subject who fit the preferred criteria of being an artist with roots in the San Diego scene, I immediately realized that the dark and steely Tim Lowman from the one-man gritty blues-rock band Low Volts was just whose brain I wanted to pick. One sentence into the history of his one-man band and my heart was thumping just as quickly and powerfully as that deep kick drum with a biography on how Lowman wouldn’t be here today if his great grandfather hadn’t escaped allegations of murder and his own personal date with the electric chair. It’s exactly that kind of electricity that makes the band so spookily and eclectically balanced: the heavy and metallic roots of a tasty slide guitar bringing you down to the deep south, and Lowman’s simple but passionately loaded lyrics. So, naturally, when he agreed to answer a few questions for me, I was praisin’ “Oh My Stars“! Continue reading
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