Hey Lucero fans, you probably should go check out Sounds Of Dying. After taking a break for a couple years and putting out three solo albums, Michael Dean Damron has reformed his harder rocking I Can Lick Any Sonofabitch In The House. I love when he sounds a couple rounds deep and a little pissed off. On "Swear To God" Damron wails, straining his gravely voice to the limit, over a crying and crashing guitar. On "Bad Days Ahead", and pretty much the rest of the the album, the moan and squall of a harmonica plays foil to charging guitar riffs. Combined with Damron's shredded vocals and a pounding drum, it all whips up into a wild batch of rock n' roll. But it's not all spit and piss; "Hotter Hell" is a country anthem that briefly looks up from the gutter to see what lies ahead. There is plenty of laments, regrets, and emotional pleas. These are songs for late nights in the bar and in my experience are best consumed with a boiler maker or three.
If you think your liver can handle it, they'll be at the Doug Fir with Two Cow Garage on Sunday, November 14th.
Showing posts with label whiskey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whiskey. Show all posts
October 9, 2010
August 21, 2010
The Booze Bombs - "Funnel of Love" Video
Last summer the Booze Bombs' "Friday Night Blues" took over my rotation, and my mind, for a solid 6 weeks. The new single "Funnel of Love" I am thinking will do the same. This band absolutely rocks, and I could totally see their song in the next Guy Ritchie film during some drunken debauchery scene. Her sultry voice and twangy guitars balance each other perfect like smell of Marc Jacob's "marc" perfume mixed with the taste of Kentucky Bourbon. Wow I love this song!
Labels:
Booze Bombs,
drinking music,
garage blues,
garage rock,
Guy Ritchie,
live clip,
pub soul,
sandenuts,
video,
whiskey
May 6, 2010
Murder By Death - Good Morning, Magpie (2010)
You'll likely need a bottle of whiskey and a beer-back for this one, 'cause Murder By Death loves singing 'bout drinking. Honestly, I was a little bit down-trodden upon first listen of Good Morning, Magpie, simply because I was not initially drawn in by any particular track in the same way that I was drawn in by most of the tracks off of Red of Tooth and Claw. However, as many albums do, certain songs began to sink in and did more than an adequate job of chasing away my temporary disappointment. Additionally, I admittedly start listening to new albums from bands I love with expectations that are fashioned by my intimate relationship with records and tracks of the past, momentarily forgetting that bands typically move forward and evolve. I would say that MBD may have matured, but certainly not "moved on." Adam Turla's voice remains as old-fashioned and gritty as ever, the musicianship perhaps is more impressive, and the lyrics are still a tasteful mixture of melancholy & good, drunken times. I ultimately enjoy GM,M more than In Bocca Al Lupo but less than Red of Tooth and Claw, in general. "Foxglove," "King of the Gutters, Prince of the Dogs," "As Long As There Is Whiskey In The World" and "The Day" are my favorites and make for good starters, but as suggested above I'd grab a bottle or two and run through this one a few times so it settles in deep with your warm, whiskey buzz.
Labels:
acoustic,
album review,
Americana,
drinking music,
Murder By Death,
Nightrain,
southern rock,
whiskey
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