Lost down in Tennessee, boozed up by too much moonshine, but still good enough to enjoy on a hot summer evening. Then again punkish lo-fi pseudo rock’n’roll aesthetics served on a Southern Comfort laced platter of a full Southern Breakfast.
And clearly sometimes the lines between some sort of desert-tinged rock, punk and real country are blurred and there’s trouble really getting a grip on the genre. Especially if we get disconnected country boys or established chansonniers calling in to state that … [...] Click to raid more!
Ah, a funky, punky, rocky sound pouring out of my loudspeakers, annoying my neighbors. And I am confused. On the one hand this is almost – like – dizzyingly gruesome to listen to, it is such a wild jumble of elements. On the other hand the latest record of the Finnish band Death is Liberty exerts an almost magic pull on the hapless listener that is difficult to ignore.