The album plays like the jukebox at the full service honky-tonk saloon, jazz club, Tin Pan Alley pitch house, and blues joint along the tracks. Get off at the Carrboro station.
A psychedelic soul mantra. Taken as a meditation, it stabilizes and focuses. There might be roaches in the kitchen, but there’s roaches in the ashtray, too.
Built on the sonic intersection of the Bad Livers’ lawless next-gen traditional country & bluegrass, and Black Flag’s burn-it-all-down revolt and breakneck tempos. High wire musicianship, debilitating despair, wild-eyed hope, and sharp-elbowed views of social (in)justice.
At once bluegrass, blues, folk, and country, it is also none of them. It is a product of two voices intertwined with one another for over three decades. It might be best summarized as Appalachian soul. Pure Freakwater
'American Man' taps into the disparate, murky pools of the American musical lexicon; dark country to kinetic punk, acid blues to flared jeans boogie, low-brow backdrops pitted against high-minded literary references. It’s an edgy, engrossing trip.
An album as relevant as their formative early work; political by not being political, re-affirming our greatest aspirations by focusing on the tiniest of truths.
With the raw vocals, thick and nasty guitar tones, and preternaturally locked-in rhythm section, Under the Savage Sky might be the most soulful punk record—or perhaps the most punk soul record— you’ve ever heard.
Their self-titled debut full-length album is layered with as much grime as it is with pinpoint songwriting and feverish technical savvy. Each song wafts new dynamics into a streamlined stylistic roots, punk, and rock ‘n’ roll jet stream.
MBD's most dynamic release to date. Sonically here, their signature sound – rootsy indie rock, cinematic gothic ballads, and rousing pub rock shout-alongs – mixes with enlivening new stylistic elements.
WM78s brand of tough and tight, loose and loud outlaw honky tonk is a breath of fresh motor oil, sweat and grease. They are in a bare-knuckle brawl for the soul of a cherished music form every night their boots hit the boards.
Shaken is full of potent memories and emotional outpouring translated into warm but dark sonic textures---sort of a rootsy Frankenstein’s monster with essences of Broadcast, Portishead, Serge Gainesbourg, and Ennio Morricone felt throughout.
Reminiscent of early ‘50s blues & soul 45s but with an updated pop-inflected rootsy twist--equal parts Delta punk rock, jivin’ city blues and understated elegance.
The No-Hit Wonder is both a celebratory anthem of the world-weary, undefeated underdogs of the world, and a coming to terms with the cards life has dealt you.
This isn’t escapism; it’s an emotional survival guide; it's ten songs of reality checks, clever wordplay, and daring arrangements, the aural companion to that buddy who pulls up a bar stool next to yours to help soak away your sorrows.
Somewhere Else is the forlorn twilight of the next day, when that creeping nostalgia has you looking back for someone, something, or just... anything. Loveless travels into some parallel-universe, roots-born Exile In Guyville territory.