Any release that opens with "Because of You" deserves one's full and undivided attention. Garage blues, swamp stomp. Of course it's on Voodoo Rhythm Records because . . . well, that's what it's known for.
This release came out in late 2017. What a fuck-all year that was. Trump took an oath to serve the country . . . and promptly broke it. Immigration became the new war on poverty/drugs/terror. Somehow, in the midst of the chaos, this duo released audio godhood onto an unsuspecting public. Did Rollins even know about it? I hope so. I think he would have been grooving on it had he heard it.
Belgium. That's where this band formed. Belgium. How the fuck can a band from Belgium do American-style backwater blues better than those with red, white, and blue running thick through their veins? It would seem impossible. Should be impossible. Belgium doesn't have our history of slavery. Belgium doesn't have Mississippi John Hurt. How does this happen? It doesn't matter.
Your job. Your only job (and it is one you can do easily and well) is to sit back and listen to these 11 soul crushing numbers. It begins with "Because of You" and ends with "Voodoo Got Me." In between there is a lot of drums, guitar, and harmonica. None of it is clean. All of it is pure.
The letter that accompanied my copy of this release read that it wasn't "cutesy blues." Yeah, that shouldn't be a thing, but if it was, it would not be this. There's too much feedback. Too much noise. Too much movement. I think the closest thing in it to a "radio hit" is "Take Off Your Clothes" and that would only play in the dead of night somewhere in Kentucky for the few who are still awake.
This must be heard to be believed. This must be believed to be heard.
