High Seas

It's the sound of rickety wooden porches on humid summer days, the grimy streets of New Orleans beyond the French Quarter-- a charmingly disarming amalgam of early 20th century jazz, Delta blues, American folksong, and Southern gospel.

For pure rock and roll at its most glorious, Dex, his vintage Silvertone guitar and Sara’s wall of sound drums kick out the jams, mf’ers, on “Jungle Drums,” the dragstrip rave-u

Somewhere Gone, Exene’s first solo album since 1991

Thirteen dusty gems flirting with the static-y ghosts of Motown, Tin Pan Alley, classic pop, and soul; dancing across the radio spectrum like a trail of mileposts in the rearview.

Takes you back to a place where men were hot for their women, women were hot for their men, where rickety run-down back porches were alive with spirit and song, good company, and ample quantities of BBQ and booze.

An irresistible match between the Harry Smith creak of our American musical backwaters and the easy-on-the-way-down psychedelic vibe of the Fairport Convention and Buffalo Springfield. Jim & Jennie make you feel like they're your traveling companions through the past and into what is to be.

On this album, TMP has distilled their attack down to the essentials: three parts liquid nitro, three parts stare-into-the-bottom-of-the-glass heartbreak, and four parts Let's Take It Outside, Short Pants.

Only the choicest cuts of surf, bluegrass, spaghetti western spookiness, garage punk, country murder ballads, and gospel.