AUTOPSY IV'S FAVORITE 20 ALBUMS OF 2009 (today):

Well, I guess it’s my turn. Kasey and RSV have already dropped their faves of the year (here and here) on y’all, so there’s just no avoiding it for me now. This year was particularly difficult due to the sheer amount of great music that came out, and had I made this list tomorrow it would certainly change. That said, you can edit forever but eventually you have to settle on something and call it your list. So, with out further ado I am gonna steal RSV’s formatting and get this show on the road:

20. Eilen Jewell – Sea of Tears
19. Those Darlins – Those Darlins
18. Strawfoot – How We Prospered
17. Justin Townes Earl – Midnight at The Movies
16. Malcolm Holcombe – For The Mission Baby
15. Jon Snodgrass – Visitor’s Band
14. Ben Nichols – The Last Pale Light In The West
13. Cam Penner – Trouble and Mercy
12. The Fox Hunt – America’s Working So We Don’t Have To
11. William Elliott Whitmore – Animals In The Dark

Top 10 (with mp3s) are under the cut…

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TAMPA/ST. PETE: TO DO: TONIGHT! HAVE GUN WILL TRAVEL, NESSIE & THE SEMIS @ THE EMERALD


One of the best things about the holidays is holiday parties and college bowl games. Fortunately there will be no football to distract you from the awesomeness coming to The Emerald tonight.

The Semis seem sort of like the odd band out on this bill, soundwise. I’ve made a pass through their new CD and it seemed a lot more on the “indie” side of things than the rest of the bill. I’ve never caught them live but I have heard great things from reliable sources, so I’ll be making a point to get there early enough to see their set.

I’ve caught Nessie three or four times over the past year or so and they never disappoint. Two things are for sure when you come to a Nessie show at The Emerald. First, it will be packed. Second, it will be loud. In other words, it will be pretty awesome.

Have Gun, Will Travel has just returned from a successful trip up to Atlanta where they opened up for the Slobberbone reunion show. If you don’t know who Slobberbone is, then shame on you, but to clue you in on how big of a deal it is — Patterson Hood from the Drive-By Truckers found the show worthy enough of a road trip from Athens. There was also a car load of our own Tampons who made the road trip as well (jealous, I am). Anyway, they’re not calling this a “CD release” party or anything, but they’ll have the new one with them and if you haven’t bought it yet, you need to be picking that bitch up. Tonight night is as good a night as any.

On another note, I don’t know if y’all have heard or not, since I‘ve been trying to keep it so quiet, but I recently had some ninebullets.net shirts made and I’m selling them. If any of you local folks want one hit me up (I’ll be the dude in the ninebullets.net shirt) and I’ll sell you one….and since you actually came out and paid a cover to support local music, I’ll sell it to you for a mere $10. So find me at the show or hit me up on email prior to the show.

See y’all tonight!

Have Gun Will Travel – Come, All Ye Sinners
Have Gun Will Travel – Kerosene and Candlelight
Have Gun Will Travel – Soles of Our Shoes

DRIVE-BY TRUCKERS: SOMEONE ELSES SONGS (VOL. 2)


Last December I posted a compilation of cover songs perfomed by the Drive-By Trucker’s. The original compiler was (and is) of unknown origin but the compilation has just been begging for a follow-up.

Enter Smitty from the DBT mailing list. He’s taken the liberty of assembling a new collection of covers songs culled from the numerous live DBT shows freely available on the internet. He is supposed to have a Vol. 3 already near completion as well as a collection of unreleased DBT originals. I dunno about you, but I’m looking forward to those as well.

Here is the track listing:

  1. Rockin in the Free World (Patterson on lead) (Neil Young)
  2. Holland, 1945 (Neutral Milk Hotel)
  3. I Walk The Line (Johnny Cash)
  4. Mama Bake a Pie (Tom T. Hall)
  5. Louisiana 1927 (Randy Newman)
  6. Glad & Sorry (The Faces)
  7. Everybody Needs Love (Eddie Hinton)
  8. Lonely Women Make Good Lovers (Spooner Oldham)
  9. I’m Your Puppet w/Kelly Hogan (Spooner Oldham)
  10. Where’s Eddie? (Eddie Hinton)
  11. These Arms of Mine (Otis Redding)
  12. D-I-V-O-R-C-E (Tammy Wynette)
  13. I’m in Love with a Girl (Big Star) (Summer Cousins version)
  14. Dressed in White (Malcolm Holcombe)
  15. All These Years (Sawyer Brown) (Summer Cousins version)
  16. Quaalude banter
  17. 867-5309 (Tommy Tutone)

You can download the entire collection here.

MAT D. AND THE PROFANE SAINTS – DIRT TOWN CITY LIMITS


I’ve probably written about Mat D. & The Profane Saints as much as anyone that isn’t named Lucero, Drive-By Truckers or who resides under the Suburban Home umbrella. They come out of Sioux City, Iowa with a brand of blues-fueled rock and roll that celebrates the decaying underbelly of the American Dream. There is a quote from Hunter S. Thompson’s book Fear and Loathing that comes to mind when listening to Mat’s songs. “We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look west, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark – that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.” Dive bars, dead lovers, drag queens, and liquor-fueled nights rode that wave out and The Profane Saints aim to document it, and they do so with a Southern-fried rock-meets-blues style, adding in a combination of rockabilly & country to spice it up.

Dirt Town City Limits was recorded over the course of two years and has a decidedly rawer, rustier edge to it than their previous album, Small Town Burning. When the band did Small Town Burning, they were splitting their time between various other projects. Now the side projects have fallen by the wayside and the result is a more clearly defined focus and direction. Keep these guys on your radar folks, they could be going places.

See for yourself.

Mat D. and The Profane Saints – Mudflap Mamma
Mat D. and The Profane Saints – Spark Plug Rain
Mat D. and The Profane Saints – Dead In New Orleans

Mat D. and The Profane Saints’ Official Site, Mat D. and The Profane Saints on myspace, Buy Dirt Town City Limits

MALCOLM HOLCOMBE – FOR THE MISSION BABY

Last week Kasey wrote a piece about Tom Russell and I wanted to put this up the very next day. It failed to happen because I am exceptionally lazy and terribly behind. I wanted to put those posts back to back because I think there are a lot of parallels between their careers. Both have been around, seemingly, forever and despite that longevity neither have ever managed to really break into the mainstreams conscience. Hell, it could be argued that they’ve barely even cracked  the conscience of the folks that follow this genre(s) of music.

At one point, Malcolm got pretty close. Even managing to sign a recording contract with Geffen Records before finding shelter in drugs and booze. He spent years building a reputation as being unhinged, unpredictable and all around undesirable on the Nashville scene so Malcolm retreated back to his North Carolina roots where he ultimately sobered up and got back to music. A couple of DIY albums later Malcolm found himself back in the critics graces with 2008’s release, Gamblin’ House. While Gamblin’ House was widely fawned upon by critics it went generally unnoticed by the Americana music purchasing community. Now, in 2009, much like Tom Russell, Malcolm has quite possibly released the best album of his career with For The Mission Baby.

Now, there are two comparisons I hate in music writing. I hate when bands get compared to The Replacements and I hate when singes get compared to Tom Waits. Why? Well, it basically comes down to a case of familiarity meets pretentiousness. The Replacements more so than Waits, but I think they’re sexy names to drop cause fringe music fans know the names but not really the music. Thus I view both as the high fructose corn syrup version of critical credibility. Is that fair? Probably not, but I venture to guess that 99% of all people 25 and under couldn’t pick a Replacements song out of a Beyonce’ lineup. Have I used said comparisons in my own writing? You bet your ass I have and I’m about to do it again…

Whenever I try to describe Malcolm’s voice to others I describe it as “the homeless southern more tone rich cousin of Tom Waits“. There is a lyric in the Drive-By Truckers song, Outfit, that goes, “a southern man tells better jokes“. There is a subtlety to that line that can be found in a rich southern drawl and that’s the subtlety I’m referring to.

Now, Kasey said, “Until further notice, this is the best record of the year” when he opened his piece about Tom’s record so let me officially declare this article, further notice.

Malcolm Holcombe – Bigtime Blues
Malcolm Holcombe – A Bigger Plan
Malcolm Holcombe – Hannah’s Tradin’ Post

Malcolm Holcombe’s Official Site, Malcolm Holcombe on myspace, Buy For The Mission Baby

THE ROCK REPORT: THE SUBURBAN HOME 14th ANNIVERSARY WEEKEND, DENVER, COLORADO

This is a neat musical scene we run in. It’s a scene where even the biggest and most popular artists can be found sitting at the bar before they go on stage. There are few barriers and less ego between you and the people making the music you love. As a result, should you choose, you can build these miniature friendships with the bands. Don’t get me wrong, when I call them “miniature friendships” I don’t mean that as a slight, what I mean is that they’re not like regular friendships. They’re based around small conversations a couple of times a year that are eventually jettisoned by the electronic conversations that brought us together. That said, within the scene they’re still genuine and everyone still remembers each other’s names when they’re in the same town and knows bits and pieces of one another’s personal lives. That’s the real appeal of these little festivals I go to. Sure, you’re gonna see a lot of awesome music, but at the same time you’re gonna get to hang out with a lot of friends for the weekend to catch up, drink together and bullshit about typical crap like sports. The result is the musical version of a family reunion, which explains why people from as far away as Florida, New Jersey & California would descend upon Denver, Colorado for two nights of music.

I arrived early Friday afternoon, and after navigating the airport/super shuttle maze to the hotel I elected to take a small nap in an effort to offset the time difference. The lineup for Friday night was Look Mexico, In the Red, Jr. Juggernaut, Josh Small, Austin Lucas, Jon Snodgrass and Joey Cape. I made a point to get to the show early enough not to miss anything since that’s what I came for and, really, after cooking dinner (Yes! My hotel room had a stove…more drinking money!) what the hell else was I gonna do? I wasn’t even at 3 Kings for 10 minutes before finally getting to meet Virgil (Suburban Home owner) in person. The guy is as genuine and nice in person as he is on the internet and managed to hang out with folks all weekend, while also making sure everything kept moving along smoothly. Meeting him made me even happier about the praise we pile on his label and I take back that apology I made about the amount of coverage we’ve been giving SH last week. I’m not sorry and you can expect more. Before the first notes of the weekend were played I also ran into one of my favorite people in music, Shane Sweeney of Two Cow Garage. Hugs and small talk were exchanged and the the show began.

Most of the early bands Friday were bands I wasn’t terribly familiar with. Look Mexico was pretty enjoyable while In The Red was really, really heavy. Jr. Juggernaut was entertaining enough and their singer sort of looks like Seth Rogen. However, it was Josh Small who provided me the first wow moment of the weekend. Josh is small in demeanor but has a powerful presence on stage. Later in the night I was talking to him and I said he was like a tenor version of William Elliott Whitmore. He really appreciated that comparison, so I thought I’d share it with y’all. I really have no idea why I’ve ignored him all this time. I’ve heard his name but never bothered to check out his music. If you’re in that same boat, now is the time to stop. Trust me. After Josh the night just went nuts. The elevation (or the fact that I cooked and ate a huge dinner) was allowing me to drink a ridiculous amount of whiskey without really feeling it as Austin Lucas took the stage. About halfway through Austin’s set Two Cow joined him on stage to perform a mini-set of Austin’s songs, Two Cow style. Holy. Fucking. Shit. It was the muscle of Two Cow meshed with the grace of Austin, and it was completely ridiculous. I’m saying it now. I want to see a Suburban Home Under The Influence release of an Austin-fronted Two Cow so the rest of world can experience it. This whole ‘Two Cow killed it’ attitude will be a running theme. Outside of Tim Barry, they were the stars of this particular weekend. Jon Snodgrass had the arduous task of following the AustinTwoCow amalgam and he did it with the grace and professionalism that has come to define Jon. He came up and started running through crowd favorites like a pimp serves up hoes. What’s that? Wanna hear “Me & Joe”? “Me and Joe went out to California…..” If you were there you know what I’m talking about, and if you weren’t then you need to start getting out to more Jon Snodgrass/Drag The River shows. Not to be outdone by Austin, Jon also brought the Two Cow boys up to finish up his set, and watching that happen reminded me of how much I miss Drag The River proper. After Jon’s set I had to go. The East coast/Midwest time difference + an obscene amount of whiskey had won the battle and I shared a cab back to the hotel and called it a night over some reheated dinner.

Saturday got started early ’cause the Suburban Home garage sale started at noon and promised some of the SH roster playing in an intimate acoustic environment. That sentence should really clue you in to the level of sheer awesomeness that occurred on an otherwise dreary Saturday afternoon. I’m not gonna go into too much detail about the show at SH’s office, ’cause I think some things are best left for the people that were there, and even if I wanted to tell you about it I don’t have the grace with words that would be required to relay how it went down. I was expecting (and I think the original plan was) minisets by some of the musicians in attendance. What happened, however, was so much more organic and spontaneous, as Josh Small, Tim Barry, Devon from The Takers, Micah and Shane from Two Cow, Austin Lucas, and Andy Thomas (Suburban Home employee) passed around a single guitar, playing songs and telling stories for a couple of hours. Honestly, Saturday afternoon alone easily made the trip worth the money. After the music I headed back to the hotel to watch some NCAA football, cook some dinner and grab a nap before Saturday night (the main reason I came up to Denver) kicked off.

Saturday night’s line up was The Takers, The Revenge, Mike Hale, Ninja Gun, Chad Price, Two Cow Garage and Tim Barry. Since The Takers are one of the bright spots of Florida music, I had zero intention of missing their set, so I arrived at 3 Kings nice and early. Now I gotta admit, for the first couple of hours of Saturday night I was a little off my game. I’d gotten drunk in the afternoon only to go back to the hotel and take a short nap. If you’ve been there you know what I’m talking about, and if you haven’t you will once you turn 21. I am happy to say that The Takers did Florida proud, while once again proving to me that they’re the best thing in Gainesville at the moment. I’m going to be honest, I used the bulk of The Revenge (who, IMO are horrible), Mike Hale and Ninja Gun’s sets to try and get my groove back (drink more whiskey), watch the OU/USC game and bullshit with various folks, so I don’t have too much to say about them.  By the time Chad took the stage, though, I was front and center (albeit a little wobbly). Chad’s set included some tracks from his upcoming album, as well as a few crowd favorites. Chad was followed by the emerging juggernaut that is Two Cow Garage. In the middle of their set I sent the following to Facebook: “Two Cow Garage is making America wish they were in Denver right now.” Now I know that’s not true, but that’s only because most of America is lazy as fuck and has no idea who Two Cow is. As a side note, when I started ninebullets the Drive-By Truckers were my hands-down favorite band on earth. Over the years Lucero has managed to wrestle that belt away from DBT. Nowadays, Lucero has one serious contender for the crown in Two Cow. Two Cow put on a typically blistering show that may have even surprised some of their own faithful.

Next up was Tim Barry. The fact that I am staring a new paragraph for Tim’s set is important. It’s the best literary equivalent I can think of to show Tim’s set the same amount of reverence the crowd and the weekend’s bands showed him. I do a lot of shows every year. A lot. Probably five (or more) for every show you see. I’m not saying this to brag, I am saying this to convey the significance of what I’m about to talk about. Not since I saw Konrad Wert (Possessed By Paul James) freeze an entire field in their tracks have I seen the reverence to an artist that I saw on Saturday night when Tim Barry played. Touring bands see a lot of people play and usually they’re more than happy to BS and converse during a set, but as Tim played I surveyed the crowd. Every band present was crowded stage right or at the door to the back. Every fan/attendant was pushed as close to the stage as they could get with a drink held forward as they screamed every word of every song. Almost every person in the bar stopped and watched Tim and he delivered in spades (as if anything else would be possible). Tim probably won’t ever experience any form of commercial success and time will most likely cover all of his material, but I imagine he is okay with that. Tim’s music is a lot like him. It’s here, it’s now and there ain’t an ounce of fake, simile or metaphor about it. And when you witness that you have to stop and appreciate it, much like all of Three Kings did that night. Tim could easily become the face of this genre if he wanted to, but the simple fact is that it ain’t that important to him and you gotta love that.

That was it. I woke up and left, still drunk, on Sunday morning, leaving another awesome weekend in another state behind me while wondering how the Buccaneers might do that afternoon back home (they got bitch slapped). I’m poorer in pocket but richer in experience and (albeit miniature) friends, and that’s what life’s about. I love everyone (especially the travelers) I met this weekend. We’re kindred spirits and good people and hopefully, one day, we’ll hear every band we love on FM Radio. Till then, we’ll bump into one another at various nondescript weekends/festivals around this country and drink, reminisce and catch up, perfectly content in our own anonymity.

See y’all next year.

Two Cow Garage – Should’ve California
Josh Small – Come Down
Drag The River – Old Sad Songs
The Takers – Curse of a Drunk
Tim Barry – Avoiding Catatonic Surrender

The plan was to take a bunch of photos but as is the norm I watched more and photoed less. The pictures I did take can be seen here and if you watch Jana Miller’s site I imagine you’ll see a lot more posted there in the coming days/weeks.

(9b REVISITED) GLOSSARY – THE BETTER ANGELS OF OUR NATURE

Glossary is preparing to release a new album and I thought today (following the Two Cow post) would be a good day to remind y’all that last year they released a FANTASTIC album and put it up for you to download for free.

Why after the Two Cow post? Well, you know the lyrics from Two Cow‘s song, Humble Narrator, “the one about a boy / who broke your heart / and brought you to your knees / it was a slow sad waltz / in 3/4’s time / by my friends from Tennessee“? Well, here’s an interesting piece of trivia: those friends are Glossary.

So there. Below is a reprint of the original post I did on the album. Read it. Listen to the samples and then go download the cd. It’s free…

Jesus H. Christ. I am ashamed of myself.

I have been meaning to post a piece about this fantastic album for months, but other than a passing mention that it was available for free (and legal) download, there has been nothing but radio silence from ninebullets. Tonight, when I opened my “shit you need to write about” document and stared at Glossary on top of the list, I decided that it was time to break my silence (to steal a line from Rick Saunders).

So, back in early October, Glossary made their fifth studio album, The Better Angels Of Our Nature, available for free download on their site (btw: it’s still there so you have no excuse for not listening to it). Another reviewer said this in closing about the cd:

I’d have to really start searching to find any faults on this record, and that doesn’t seem fair. Not when a band is doing everything they can to help you get to hear the songs. Not when every song channels and emotion and reminds you of days past, friends you don’t see and lovers you’ve burned through. If you can tell me a better free gift than that, I’d love to hear it.

I really think that covers my feelings on Better Angels of Our Nature. It’s a Southern rock album minus the obvious Southern references of the Drive-By Truckers. A Southern rock album that’s more Saturday afternoon than Saturday night. I think, if you listen to the album, that’ll make sense.

Two things are for sure though- with The Better Angels Of Our Nature, Glossary made the best album of their 10 year career, and it gets a seat on my Essential Listening list. Give it a chance, it’s free.

Glossary – Only Time Will Tell
Glossary – Almsgiver
Glossary – Little Caney

Glossary’s Official Site, Glossary on myspace

NINEBULLETS.NET AUGUST PODCAST:

Here we are. Another month, another podcast. Can you believe it’s been 6 months? Traffic on these is improving a little and that’s raised my spirits about doing them…I know I’m supposed to be all about doing them regardless of the amount of people who listen….and I will be, just as soon as the podcast’s monthly traffic gets in the same neighborhood as ninebullets.net’s daily traffic. That said, let’s talk about this month’s podcast.

The moment I sat down and started mapping out what songs I wanted to play this month I started getting excited. It quickly became obvious that this month’s song selection was gonna be the bomb. We got unreleased tracks from The Fox Hunt, Left Lane Cruiser, Carolyn Mark, Malcolm Holcombe, Pete Bernhard (Devil Makes Three) and Chuck Ragan, as well as newborn songs from Chad Price (Drag The River), Mat d. and the Profane Saints, The Builders and The Butchers, The Takers and Lonesome Wyatt (Those Poor Bastards) w/Rachel Brooke.

In the middle of the show I decided to do a set featuring bands who will be performing at Suburban Home‘s 14 Anniversary Weekend Party, which I’ll be attending in 15 days. Hopefully I’ll come back from it with some good stories, good pictures and a few interviews.

And that does it. I’m really happy with this month’s podcast and I think y’all will like it. Do me a favor, though. If you listen and you enjoy the show, please tell other people about it.

Thanks, everyone. ~Autopsy IV (twitter: @autopsy4)

Tracklisting:

  1. Adams House Cat – Nine Bullets [00.00.00]
  2. Autopsy IV Commentary [04.00.00]
  3. The Fox Hunt – It Suits Me [05.11.00]
  4. Carolyn Mark w/N.Q. Arbuckle – All Time Low [08.03.00]
  5. Lonesome Wyatt & Rachel Brooke – This Painful Summer [11.56.50]
  6. Autopsy IV Commentary [15.48.00]
  7. Chad Price – Cursed [17.30.00]
  8. Jon Snodgrass – Brave With Strangers [21.08.00]
  9. The Takers – Diamond Ring [24.14.00]
  10. Two Cow Garage – Swingset Assassin [27.36.00]
  11. Autopsy IV Commentary [30.28.00]
  12. Chris Knight – Highway Junkie [31.50.00]
  13. Malcolm Holcombe – A Bigger Plan [36.20.00]
  14. Deadstring Brothers – Sao Palo [39.16.00]
  15. Chuck Ragan – Let It Rain [45.04.00]
  16. Autopsy IV Commentary [47.34.00]
  17. Pete Bernhard – Townes [49.48.00]
  18. The Builders and The Butchers – Down in the Hole [53.54.00]
  19. Autopsy IV Commentary [57.40.00]
  20. Left Lane Cruiser – Black Lung [59.30.00]
  21. Mat D & The Profane Saints – Mudflap Mamma [63.54.00]
  22. The Drive-By Truckers – Play It All Night Long [67.02.00]


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[GUEST POST] ROCK REPORT: DRIVE-BY TRUCKERS @ THE HOUSE OF BLUES IN MYRTLE BEACH, S.C.

Autopsy IV: This post comes from a long time ninebullets.net reader, Adam Fenwick. It’s nice to see a review of the Truckers. It’s been so long since they’ve come to the Tampa Bay area I’ve almost forgotten what THE ROCK SHOW is like. Hope y’all enjoy.


It had been more than a year since I last saw the best damn band on the planet, the Drive-By Truckers, live in concert, which is far too long. So, when my brothers girlfriend emailed me asking if I knew anyone interested in attending a DBT show at the House of Blues in Myrtle Beach, S.C., on Aug. 21, I immediately thought of myself.

So, I took a day off of work and made the four hour drive to Wilmington, N.C., to meet up with my brother and his girlfriend before driving the additional hour and a half to Myrtle Beach. The trip itself was nothing compared to the party that would ensue in the House of Blues.

We arrived just as Tift Merritt was starting up her set before the ROCK SHOW. I’ve heard some of her music before, but I can honestly say I was never very impressed with her, but she was certainly a good opening act that warmed up the crowd before the main event.

When the Truckers finally hit the stage after the half-hour lull between sets, the crowd was more then ready. They opened with The Great Car Dealer War and the ROCK SHOW was on.

One Of These Days? Check. Love Like This? Check. Lookout Mountain? Check.

At one point, Patterson calmly stopped the show and began to talk about the recently past Jim Dickinson, the father of Cody & Luther Dickinson of the North Mississippi Allstars. He thanked Mr. Dickinson for all of his efforts through the years and dedicated “Let There Be Rock” to the legendary pianist.

In addition to all the regular DBT staples, like Road Cases (with extended intro), Heathens and Women Without Whiskey, a few new ones were pulled out. Shonna sang what had to be a new song since I’ve never heard it before and there was at least one other song, sung by Patterson or Cooley, that I wasn’t familiar with either. New material they are testing out perhaps?

As the show moved forward the band pulled out all the stops, including a booming cover of Neil Young‘s “Keep On Rockin’ In The Free World” that had the crowd in an absolute craze. In fact, the crowd may have been a bit too crazy, because for the second-straight time at a DBT show, a fight broke out right in front of me. One guy, who had been asked to chill by security once already, was being escorted out by being pulled over the front guardrail when all hell broke loose.

Two guys got to shoving and throwing punches and my brothers girlfriend was nearly thrown to the ground in the confusion (which didn’t sit well with him at all). But, just as he always does, Patterson took the incident in stride by saying as the hooligans were escorted out by security: “That’s what you get for trying to fuck up our rock show!”

Oh, and least I forget, one guy got on stage but was promptly ripped in half by two security guards. Ahh…what a fun night at the ROCK SHOW.

Anyway, the band closed with an amazing version of “Angels and Fuselage” which I’ve never heard live before. As the song wound down each member of the band, starting with Patterson, simply put their instrument down, waved to the crowd and exited the stage. It was a classy ending to a great ROCK SHOW.

Drive-By Truckers – Let There Be Rock
Drive-By Truckers – The Living Bubba
Drive-By Truckers – Perfect Timing

The songs are off the Truckers latest album, Live From Austin, Texas (9b write up) which can be purchased here.

ASSJACK – ASSJACK

Holy Fuck.

There. Review done.

What? Five words is too short for you? You need more? Okay, but be warned, I feel as though everything from here to the end is, in my opinion, unnecessary.

Assjack is the metal alter-ego of Shelton Hank Williams, or perhaps Hank III is the country alter-ego of Shelton. Really, as any Hank Williams III concert vet can attest, Hank does both with such fluidity it’s hard to tell where his heart really lies. To quote the Drive-By Truckers, “such is the duality of the Southern man.”

Regardless of who is the alter of whom, we’re here to talk about Assjack today, so let’s get to it.

As I said before, Assjack is the metal side of Shelton, and Curb Records has finally seen fit to let him release Assjack upon the unsuspecting masses. I’d downloaded and heard all of the Assjack bootlegs over the years but I really was not expecting what I heard the first time I played this album. I guess seeing “Tennessee Driver” as the first track I was expecting to hear something slightly heavier than the hellbilly material on the bootlegs.

Wrong.

Sonically, it feels like the metal/thrash of my youth, which makes sense since Hank and I are the same age. Vocally, it’s all snarls, screams and expletives. Perfect for a case of road rage or coke-fueled acid trips. My only real complaint about the cd is that by the end of its 10 tracks I am thoroughly burned out on the vocal effects employed.

While the cd will not be in heavy rotation around the 18th Ave. Compound it definitely has a place in my cd collection. Check it out:

Assjack – Tennessee Driver
Assjack – Gravel Pit

Hank III’s Official Site, Assjack on myspace, Buy Assjack