Some of the best music in the history of rock ‘n’ roll came out of the ’60s and ’70s. From the British Invasion to psychedelic rock, heavy metal, and punk rock, it was a double decade of historical artistry.
Jinnrail hails back to those days when a band was more than a Myspace page, and music was meant to be absorbed, not just played in the background. The Los Angeles quartet are hip like an old black and white photograph come to life. Like an old, faded, crusty antique shop Polaroid that has suddenly been given new life after decades of being buried in a box. Only the vocals of Reade Tilley come off as modern in sound, and that element just serves to ground the band in the present.
They sound like everyone from the past and no one in particular, from the usual suspects of rock’s canon to the more obscure folk, gospel, and blues artists. If I had to nail down a comparison, I would have to say that they sound like riding down a two-lane road in the middle of nowhere on a hot summer afternoon. A little eerie, a lot nostalgic, and definitely memorable.
My current favorite songs: “Sell My Friends,” “Million Lifetimes,” “My Problems,” “Longterm Thing,” and “Heart Abound.”