(As published in the Times of Acadiana ... )
Slobberbone
Everything You Thought Was Right Was Wrong Today
(New West)
“Hey, baby,” rasps Brent Best on the opening track, “it’s the end of the world--have a good time!” And if your band worked a variation on a (s)punky roots mongrelization that’s as old as the Replacements on Twin Tone at least and maybe older, you might feel as if your world’s number were coming up soon too. Staving off the inevitable are horns undergirding slash-and-burn guitars (on “Placemat Blues”), mandolins accentuating resignation (“Trust Jesus”), man’s best friend reinforcing the no-song-beginning-with-“gimme”-is-a-bad-song rule (“Gimme Back My Dog”), and loose-ends bluegrass praising indolence as next to godliness (“Lazy Guy”). Certificate of authenticity: Jim Dickinson on piano on two cuts. Rating: Three-and-a-half late-nights-too-many out of five.
Slobberbone
Everything You Thought Was Right Was Wrong Today
(New West)
“Hey, baby,” rasps Brent Best on the opening track, “it’s the end of the world--have a good time!” And if your band worked a variation on a (s)punky roots mongrelization that’s as old as the Replacements on Twin Tone at least and maybe older, you might feel as if your world’s number were coming up soon too. Staving off the inevitable are horns undergirding slash-and-burn guitars (on “Placemat Blues”), mandolins accentuating resignation (“Trust Jesus”), man’s best friend reinforcing the no-song-beginning-with-“gimme”-is-a-bad-song rule (“Gimme Back My Dog”), and loose-ends bluegrass praising indolence as next to godliness (“Lazy Guy”). Certificate of authenticity: Jim Dickinson on piano on two cuts. Rating: Three-and-a-half late-nights-too-many out of five.
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