The ghosts of Johnny Horton and Ricky Nelson are all over this one. Done LIVE in the studio to capture the energy and fun of a Riptones show.
Dollar Store proves that rock n’ roll imbued with genuine energy and dynamism trumps indecision and overdubs every time. Enjoy in moderation. Or, better yet, skip the moderation.
Magnificently conjures up the serious hoodoo that folks like Johnny Paycheck, George Jones, and Buck Owens were throwing down in their primes.
One of our best sellers ever and genuine MUST HAVE for anyone looking for one of the linchpin albums of the late 90's.
The honky-tonk chops are impeccable, the pop smarts undeniable, and Robbie's vocal abilities infuse themselves into every song with just the right tone needed; a snarl, a smile or sadness.
Within their realm of unabashed purveyors of straight, hard-edged honky-tonk, the band still manages to come off as fresh and innovative.
With this 7" Rex and the Boys put their brand on two classic country giants: Freddy Fender and Poison. Yes, Poison.
Get rocked by the garage-punk meets western-movie soundtrack as wells as their newfound fondness for hefty doses of psychedelia and mellow SoCal country.
Don’t let the title fool you, this album is all original material: old school honky-tonk grooves, hum along roots/pop finger-snappers, bluegrass foot stomps, and some genuinely hi-larious novelties.
Robbie presents lost gems by some of the unsung heroes of country music--the ones who lurk in the fringes, dark alleys and dusty attics. Covers the dark, the tragic and, of course, the humor that's so painfully missing from today's country music.
A document of heartache and joy on a scale both universal and intimately personal, displaying an independent multicultural rock outfit at the top of its powers.
Just when you learned to make for the exit when the bar owner says there's no more beer for the band, TMP lets it rip—ELECTRIC. Plus, it's got covers of Loretta Lyn AND Foreigner!
Full of effortless pop smarts and early rock n roll style, casting his creative powers in a whole new light and elevating his craft. Think Buddy Holly in Nashville duds.
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.
Few have been better over the past 30 years at crafting truly irresistible hooks than GP and this album has more good ones than a Sugar Ray Leonard fight. His pen is as sharp as ever, as is his effortless coupling of punk’s energy and American R&B and soul’s swagger.