• Hammond and drummer Philip Peeples anchor these songs in Texas red clay, and guitar player Ken Bethea unleashes compact, eloquent riffs. He’s one of alt-country’s unsung guitar players, with a talent for mimicking vocal melodies and teasing them into solos.

    — Washington Post
  • From the first frenetic chord of Miller's incredible rich and raucous songs, one finds that these guys flat-out rock…pioneers in songwriting flair, wit and energy.

    — Riverfront Times
  • The genuine texas-brewed sweat that pours from their bodies would make even Jones and Strummer green.

    — Austin Chronicle
Dallas, TX

At the second ever Bloodshot showcase/party in Chicago, the Old 97's, who we'd gotten to know from Rhett and Murray's stints in the mythical thrashgrass band Killbilly, came up to Chicago and opened for Robbie Fulks, Moonshine Willy, and Freakwater, and blew the roof off of the legendary Wicker Park club Double Door. It was like they came from the moon. A Texas moon. They were TOO tight and TOO good and the songs TOO catchy.

They were like a fully formed gang: Ken Bethea's guitar playing like a short-circuiting, post-punk Luther Perkins; Philip Peeples doing things with the train beat that hadn't been done before (and no one, but NO one, has touched him since), he's like the fucking Ringo Starr of the train beat;  Murray Hammond on the bass and the surprising high West TX harmonies; and Rhett Miller's manic energy, super-literate songwriting and swoony charisma.  And they have remained together, so rare in these days of salary caps and Axl Rose pretending to be Bon Scott.

The crowds built from there, and the rest is an after school special about a band quitting their day jobs, going to the big city and striking it rich, more or less.  It was one of those rare, special times when we got to see a band up close getting better every show, really hitting their stride--finding that heavenly balance of punk and roots and pop--and scorching every room they played.

Since that thrilling, almost-like-a-dream rocket launch time, they've been on stages that are bigger than the whole clubs they used to play in.  We even saw them on the big screen as the band playing when that Grade A Lunkhead Vince Vaughn stood up the fetching Jennifer Aniston in The Break Up. (What in god's name was he thinking?--oh yeah, he's a lunkhead...)With so much water under the bridge, and so much time passed, it's not only easy to take what the 97's are doing for granted, but easy to forget how radical and riotous they were at the time.  They perfected a template and have had no real relevant usurpers to their throne.



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