In case you hadn’t guessed from the name, Dusty Rhodes and his southern-fried River Band are pretty well acquainted with their classic Americana. ‘First You Live‘ is the Californian sextet’s debut album, and a gloriously diverse, psychedelic beast it is too. Imagine the Flaming Lips sharing a flask of moonshine whiskey with Hank Williams, and you’ll have a rough idea of where Dusty and co. are coming from.
Incorporating accordion, harmonica, violin and mandolin into the traditional band set-up was never going to result in the most conventional of sounds, and so it proves with ‘First You Live‘. ‘Leaving Tennessee‘ is a yearning, up-tempo country stomp, whilst recent single ‘Dear Honey‘ is a drunken lament to lost love to rival the best of them. Elsewhere, ‘Street Fighter‘ boasts a gritty, guitar-laden chorus, and the closing, Beatles-esque ‘Ballad Of Graff‘ is worthy of a ‘Hey Jude‘-sized sing along.
Check out ‘Leaving Tennessee‘ on the link above. The band will also be visiting the UK for the first time, when they play three London shows at the end of this month. Let’s face it, we could use a bit of Californian cheer at this time of the year.
Live dates:
March 28th – The Luminaire (Kilburn)
April 1st – The Fly (Holborn)
April 3rd – The Water Rats (King’s Cross)
There’s a lot of great bands coming from the Emerald Isle right now but
Unless you spent last summer hiding in a remote cave, you will probably be at least vaguely familiar with Operator Please’s debut single ‘Just A Song About Ping Pong‘. A brilliantly hyperactive burst of punk-pop with semi-rapped verses and handclaps galore, it really should have been an all-conquering soundtrack to the summer. Not that there was much of a UK summer for it to soundtrack, mind you, but such is life.
If you ask a Less Than Jake fan what their favourite LTJ record is, there’s a good chance that they’ll go for 1998’s ‘Hello Rockview‘. Arguably one of the finest records to come from the late-90s US ska/punk boom, it effectively kick-started the band’s now-huge following on this side of the pond; not least due to the success of the single ‘All My Best Friends Are Metalheads‘ and the band’s first UK tour the following year.
OK, let’s start by saying that you cannot avoid the hype on this record. Sometimes that can put people off before they have even heard the bloody thing but proof is always in the pudding and before we go any further with this review, it’s best to mention that this is in fact already my fave album of the year.
If you have so much as a passing interest in contemporary metal, you should be aware that we are currently in the midst of a rather exciting thrash revival; with bands like Evile, Municipal Waste, Fueled By Fire, and SSS breathing new life into a genre renowned for its aggression, warp-speed riffing and chaotic live performances. Now welcome Warbringer; five young guys from Los Angeles, whose debut album suggests that 2008 will be a vintage year for thrash.
So, it was a cold Wednesday afternoon and after being subjected to 50 Cent and Thomas the Tank Engine mash ups all day, I decided it was time for a noise revolution. I was looking for something erratic and loud and boy did I find it.
The Horrorpops could certain teach Justin a thing or two in terms of bringing sexy back. Granted, you probably won’t see the Danish psychobilly trio bothering the charts in the near future (for shame!), but in third album ‘Kiss Kiss Kill Kill‘, they’ve created what is probably the sexiest, most sultry kitten of an album to grace these ears since, erm, their previous record.
Whilst gallivanting around London recently with my partner in musical crime ‘Scene Damage’, she mentioned a band that have been rocking her socks recently. Remembering hazily the next day her excitement about them, I dropped her an e-mail to refresh my memory.
What I like most about The Loved Ones‘ second album, is that it’s really fucking good. Yeah, yeah, very profound and insightful of me, I know. But the fact is that on ‘Build & Burn‘, the Philadelphia quartet have taken the traditional folk-punk ingredients – gruff vocals, rough-edged melodies and some good stories to tell – and blended them into something pretty darn special.