Whether it's a hillbilly hootenanny, a hick happenin' or just a plain old sweaty throwdown, the Echo Country Outpost has been putting together the most uniquely countrified events in Los Angeles for the past few years. They've had all kinds of Nashville rejects, punked-up shit-kickers, even Kim Deal doing quiet twangy ballads solo. To call the Outpost a mere venue, though, undercuts all of the art and general craziness you can find on any given night. (Uh, a frog fry? Yeah, that happened once.) It's not a bar, a stage or an art gallery, it's more of a playground that sits comfortably somewhere in between.