Take a minute and read some of the latest press for the Deadstring Brothers. You won't be disappointed.
Big Takeover
Every year sees the release of dozens of discs by rote Rolling Stones clones. But such ubiquitous unoriginals just want to be the "Brown Sugar" Stones ads nauseam. How refreshing, then virtually alone, has ferreted out those prized moments when the great Gram Parsons has his friend Keith Richards's ear and heart. On their second LP (the first for Bloodshot), this five-piece perfectly plum the possibilities aired by the country-rock stones on Sticky Fingers and Exile on Main Street ("Moonlight Mile" to "Tumbling Dice" and beyond), mixed with bluesy bits of Let It Bleed. Kurt Marschke's groovy, reedy voice makes hearty harmonies with Masha Marjieh that are just slightly behind the beat, in C&W lazy boy/lazy girl fashion. And the organs, pianos, pedal steel, and snaky guitar leads imbue real coffeehouse meets honky-tonk atmosphere. Drink it! - Jack Rabid
PopMatters.com
5-2-06, RATING: 7
It’s tempting to want to force musical evolution in the sense that we’re all waiting for a band to come along that garners comparisons to no one. But as long as good music lasts, new artists will be inspired by it, even outright steal from it, and that’s not always a bad thing. Detroit’s Deadstring Brothers practically channel Sticky Fingers-era Rolling Stones to the point that it feels like either a sequel or a long-lost outtakes compilation. That kind of blatant devotion to a particular sound often draws sneers and contempt from the originality police, but today I have temporarily misplaced my badge. Starving Winter Report sounds fucking fantastic, its Jagger/Richards fixation a touching reminder of the overwhelming sacred position some of us hold for our favorite music. -Michael Metivier