Graham Reid | | <1 min read
A couple of weeks ago I posted the excellent Drive All Night, the debut solo album by Kelly Flint (see tag) and noted that while she was now in that vague alt.country camp she'd apparently been in a hip-jazz outfit from New York called Dave's True Story.
I said I had never heard of them: now I have.
They sent me three of their albums and yes, they are slippery, jazzy, finger-poppin' cool, midnight mood in the club -- and Flint is right at home bending the melodies on guitarist Dave Cantor's clever originals.
But they also did an album of Dylan covers about which they warn, "Purists beware: liberties are taken".
I can be a purist when it comes to Dylan, but this one I like.