Graham Reid | | 1 min read
With
the impending 40th
anniversary re-issue of the Stones' Exile
on Main Street,
the time might be right to rediscover rootsy, toxic, blues-driven
rock'n'roll which slews sideways out of the speakers fueled by whisky
and weed.
If
that's the case, then this album is neatly timed to anticipate the
Stones.
On
their fourth album this outfit from Detroit offer that strained yelp
of Jagger, the slithering slide of Mick Taylor and the disheveled
looseness that was a hallmark of the Exile
sessions. They even have a piano player who knocks off some
serviceable Nicky Hopkins parts and plenty of Keith's slower riffs.
So
with more than a nod to the Stones, the Allman Brothers and Little
Feat, you could hardly accuse the Deadstringers of originality –
and believe me, you'll be checking the writing credits on the quite
terrific Can't
Make It Through the Night for
“Jagger-Richards”.
But
to give them their due, they play their Sweet
Virginia-styled
country-blues (Adelee
with accordion, It's
A Shame
over Wurlitzer), and tumble the dice with the same respectful passion
the Black Crowes brought (yep, they're in here too on The
River Song
and the appropriately titled Yesterday's
Style)
and they might fill a gap while you are waiting for the resurrection.
Although
the smart money is still on the big one (with unreleased bonus
tracks).
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