This an fascinating rehash of something we have heard a million times before, just not in decades. It’s like a vinyl record you’d pay .25 cents for at a garage sale and think you just got the deal of a life time. This guy sings like Tom Waits only with more marbles and lose gravel stuck in his throat. They really are a fascinating old-school blues duo - not just a couple of kid hacks imitating an old school blues sound from a time they might have only read about, heard about from da-da. A couple of old blues dogs singing in order to survive, make it through another day of hard living, drinking: pain (and cigarette smoking one can only assume.)
It’s totally authentic, genuine and has its place in a music biz now jam-packed with wannabes: mom-bought-the-guitar-but-couldn’t-afford-the-lessons, players (sorry, imitators) of the modern band arena. You can tell these guys live it, are true to themselves and comes across in a blues sound dripped in genuineness and substance dependence. Check it out, it really is worth a spin.
