The letter that came with this record informs me that this Jackson, Ms. band are old guys that like beer. Not being as young as I once and having an obvious affinity to beer I can totally related. It also mentions that their sound is sloppy, poppy rock-n-roll.
Sounds like it's right up my alley but there is more to my duty than to just reiterate what a press sheet says. Hey, I know that seems to be novelty
judging from some other blogs I've eyed on the Info Highway but, hey, I'm an old guy and prefer to do some things the old school way so let's give it an actual listen, shall we?
"UFO" opens the record up with a rolling folk-punk jangle that builds up touching on the sounds of the 13th Floor Elevators and Dead Moon but with a gruff dirt weed and a cooler full of sale price that can't be beat canned beer growl vocal instead of a Roky or Fred screech and scream. "Destructo" up's the jangle and blare hitting on something like a drunken Superchunk doing tunes from the Embarrassment and R.E.M's Chronic Town EP. The chorus hook line of "Blame it on me and that's what you get" has been lodged in my head for a good part of the day now too. Side two's lead off track "Guanajuato" (which mean's Hill of Frogs for those that don't speak obscure dialects from Mexico) is along the same lines as well but builds it off the Chuck Berry foundation that generations of rock-n-rollers first learned to stand on and, if they have any sense, should revisit on a regular basis.
The record wraps with the jumpy mid 60's garage beater shaking hands with some nervy late 70's quirk pop. Yeah, with all the young 'un's out there these days thinking they're doing rock-n-roll a favor by sitting in at their laptops trying to recreate their grandparent's Burt Bacharach and Carpenters album for modern day mustache wearers so some one sheet or blog blurb can tell me how's it essential it is to have on my iPod I'll take beer drinking old guys with guitars any day of the week.
http://www.myspace.com/losbuddies
Sounds like it's right up my alley but there is more to my duty than to just reiterate what a press sheet says. Hey, I know that seems to be novelty
judging from some other blogs I've eyed on the Info Highway but, hey, I'm an old guy and prefer to do some things the old school way so let's give it an actual listen, shall we?"UFO" opens the record up with a rolling folk-punk jangle that builds up touching on the sounds of the 13th Floor Elevators and Dead Moon but with a gruff dirt weed and a cooler full of sale price that can't be beat canned beer growl vocal instead of a Roky or Fred screech and scream. "Destructo" up's the jangle and blare hitting on something like a drunken Superchunk doing tunes from the Embarrassment and R.E.M's Chronic Town EP. The chorus hook line of "Blame it on me and that's what you get" has been lodged in my head for a good part of the day now too. Side two's lead off track "Guanajuato" (which mean's Hill of Frogs for those that don't speak obscure dialects from Mexico) is along the same lines as well but builds it off the Chuck Berry foundation that generations of rock-n-rollers first learned to stand on and, if they have any sense, should revisit on a regular basis.
The record wraps with the jumpy mid 60's garage beater shaking hands with some nervy late 70's quirk pop. Yeah, with all the young 'un's out there these days thinking they're doing rock-n-roll a favor by sitting in at their laptops trying to recreate their grandparent's Burt Bacharach and Carpenters album for modern day mustache wearers so some one sheet or blog blurb can tell me how's it essential it is to have on my iPod I'll take beer drinking old guys with guitars any day of the week.
http://www.myspace.com/losbuddies
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