Best One-Man Show: Mitch Goudy
The Nashville Visitor Information Center is normally a low-key tourist browser, but on Saturday afternoon, fans piled in — pushing it beyond capacity as Mitch Goudy pumped out a solo set with all the energy of a four-piece band packed into his acoustic guitar. Harking back to the rockabilly gods of the Sixties, Goudy twitched his left ankle, swiveled his hips, sang with an urgent sensuality and accompanied himself with a restlessly inventive series of suspended chords, hammered rhythms, sudden starts and stops and a massive, golden resonance when the groove became unstoppable. Between songs, he spoke breathlessly, gulping air between sentences as if fueling up for the next lap. Never did his tank hit empty.