THE Jayhawks founder and singer Mark Olson is playing in York on Tuesday at Fibbers.

Yes, that Mark Olson, the one who made the alt-country/Americana milestones Hollywood Town Hall and Tomorrow The Green Grass.

After leaving The Jayhawks, Olson settled down in Joshua Tree, California by the Mojave desert, and in the following years released a string beautiful albums under the name Original Harmony Ridge Creek Dippers.

The poetic and redemptive 2007 solo debut The Salvation Blues and 2010 follow-up Many Colored Kite were inspired by months spent criss-crossing the Old Continent via the EuroRail. That same year, after a 15-year hiatus, Olson wrote and recorded a Jayhawks reunion album, Mockingbird Time, followed by two more years of touring the United States and Europe.

Meanwhile, Olson found a new partner in life and music, the Norwegian singer and multi-instrumentalist Ingunn Ringvold, who recorded three albums for the Norwegian Voices Of Wonder label and guested on Mockingbird Time.

Ready to take the next step and to create his latest album, Good-bye Lizelle, Mark and Ingunn travelled from Armenia to South Africa, the United States to Norway and Finland to record 11 poetical songs that feature guests such as Neal Casal and Oystein Greni, from Norwegian rock band Big Bang.

"Mark Olson is one of greatest songwriters of the last three decades; please welcome him to York," urges Fibbers boss Tim Hornsby.

Olson will be supported by York musician Boss Caine, who will fill the same slot at Scott H Biram's Fibbers gig this Sunday. Biram, not to put too fine a point on it, is a musician who just won't die.

On May 11 2003, only one month after being hit head-on by an 18-wheeler at 75mph, he took the stage at The Continental Club in Austin, Texas, in a wheelchair, IV drip still dangling from his arm. Two broken legs, a broken foot, a broken arm and 12 inches less of lower intestine failed to stop Biram from unleashing his trademark musical wrath.

"The self proclaimed ‘Dirty Old One Man Band’ successfully, and sometimes violently, lashes together blues, hillbilly and country precariously into raucous punk and godless metal," says Tim Hornsby.

"Biram ain’t no candy-ass singer/songwriter either, sweetly strumming songs about girls with big eyes and dusty highways.

Hell no!His singing, yodelling, growling, leering and brash preachin’ and hollerin’ is accompanied by sloppy riffs and licks from a ’59 Gibson and pounding backbeats from an amplified left foot. The remainder of this one-man band consists of an unwieldy combination of beat-up amplifiers and old microphones strung together by a tangled mess of guitar cables."

Doors open at 7.30pm on both nights. For tickets, visit fibbers.co.uk