The Blue Rags

The Blue Rags

Eat At Joe’s

Sub Pop

More road music, I guess. At least these guys do a fair amount of singing about the damn road, anyhow. Moves along well enough, but never actually puts the pedal all the way to the floor. Running in cruise control I guess.

The music’s pretty good and has that semi-authentic down-home sound to it, but it veers frighteningly close to fucking bluegrass every so often. Be that as it may, when it clicks, it’s a tickle. Got that rolling left hand side of the piano keyboard sound to it sometimes.

I should be listening to this on the interstate somewhere in the middle of West Virginia with a warm beer in my hand instead of here at this table staring into a damnable computer screen.

P.S. Track nine, while skimming the atmosphere on a dangerously low perigee to Planet Bluegrass, still manages to shine brightly. Give it a listen if you can.

Sub Pop Records, 1932 First Ave., Suite 1103, Seattle, WA 98101;

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