Because Songs Matter

Creston Line exclusive track premier “1992”

 

{Editor’s Note: So…this is weird. Technically, technically, this album is coming out on Twang N Bang Records which I technically am. However, this is kind of a misnomer because I had and have nothing to do with this record beyond telling Jon what release # it was and I think I fucked that up. Or maybe that was last time. Anyway… I will not be writing about anything associated with Twang N Bang ever again, this time is just because I’ve done such a shit job of putting content up here I feel like I need the kick in the ass. And I want everyone to hear this track and get into it. Because I never pick the popular songs on albums for some reason. But I pick the good ones.}

 

It’s kind of hard for me to write about the Creston Line. It’s a band I know well. When American Dirt guitarist Jon Bartel first wanted to explore a solo project he was calling “Creston Line” I played bass for the first few outings, years ago. The project eventually became a real band with real members instead of hucksters like myself, right around the time American Dirt began hibernating, and with that came a real focus on playing some solid originals.

“1992” has been around just long enough for there to be a few versions floating around. In it’s original form this dead buddy heartbreaker was a rock song through and through, Bartel near shouting the words “A couple of kids back in 1992!” before the band pulled back for the chorus ending lament “I don’t know if there’s a me without you”. In it’s incarnation found on the forthcoming Creston Line record “Vagabonds” (pre-order right here) a gentler approach is taken.

With more than a slight nod to Whiskeytown, Bartel and drummer Taylor Belmore turn in a much more subtle read of the lyrics than previous versions. Without the force of the band to create a dynamic shift the focus instead moves to the voices crossing each other over some light guitar work. The melancholy is cranked to eleven but it absolutely fits the lyrical content. Bartel is less defiant now, more resigned and regretful. The further he gets from his friend’s passing the more honest that sounds.

This track, despite the stripped own nature, is as clear of a mission statement as a band can make. If you like this track you’re gonna love the band.

 

 

 

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