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Loveless’s true-to-life testimonials hit and hit hard. Be it whiskey, men, god or alienation, Lydia takes them all on. Heady doses of punk rock energy and candor with the country classicism she was raised on; it’s a gutsy and unvarnished mash up.
“Indestructible Machine is as good as anything I’ve heard this year and marks the true, and truly defiant, arrival of what could be a serious talent… This music is razor sharp but bluntly honest, witty, massively entertaining, and often crushingly swoonsome… A riot starr is born! But God help us, this one’s gonna be trouble.”--PopMatters.com
"Truth is, 21 year olds just don't have this kind of swagger, confidence and precision...Make no mistake, Indestructible Machine is the sound of promise, the sound of hope and ultimately the sound of something truly special unfolding." --AbsolutePunk
Loveless’ Bloodshot debut combines heady doses of punk rock energy and candor with the country classicism she was raised on and just can’t shake.
The rattletrap electricity in foggy mountain throwdowns like “Bad Way To Go” and “Do Right” may channel ground zero-era Old 97s, but the underlying bruised vulnerability comes across like Neko Case’s tuff little sister. “Can’t Change Me,” with its choppy, tense guitar tonality recalling Television’s Richard Lloyd, stridently and stubbornly tells the world to stuff it, while “More Like Them”’s muscular power pop hits on the classic rockand-roll motif of the outsider; both could be anthems forblank generations along the rural routes everywhere. But she’s also got the vocal nuances to pull off country soul well beyond her years on “How Many Women,” which could have been pulled right out of the strong-woman wronged canon of Loretta Lynn, and “Crazy,” full of boozy heartache and the lilt of Appalachia.
The Luther Perkins-gone-metal riff of “Jesus Was a Wino” propels the tale of her wanting to share a bottle with theson of God. After all, he’d never run out:
They might not have had Carlo Rossi way back in his day/
Jesus had only water but He turned it to wine, anyway
In husky honky tonk song “Steve Earle,” the unwanted attentions of a local lounge lizard who calls himself “the Steve Earle of Columbus” got her to fantasizing about the day she can blow outta her hometown and catch the eye of the real thing. From the bravado in “Can’t Change Me”:
I swear the every hangover’s gonna be my last/
It looks like only whiskey can kick my ass and make me still come back
or “Bad Way to Go”:
So turn my heart to paper but seal it with a kiss/
So you can write me a love letter in the gravel with your piss
to the disaffection of “Do Right”:
cos my daddy was a preacher but he was a junkie, too /
i grew up on whiskey and God so i’m a little bit confused /
i didn’t know it was so easy to let this world get its hooks into you
Loveless’s true-to-life testimonials hit and hit hard.