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The Defibulators

The Defibulators

Corn Money

City Salvage

The Defibulators are like a mash-up of traditional country, old-school bluegrass and rockabilly. Their debut album Corn Money is what the soundtrack would be if the Looney Tunes dropped in on Hee Haw.

“Defibulator” starts off like a traditional southern bluegrass tune complete with harmonies, but then it busts into a rockabilly-meets-bluegrass track that will get any redneck party jumping.

Vocalist Erin Bru is like a hillbilly Amanda Palmer from the Dresden Dolls on “Get What’s Coming.” “Ol’ Winchester” is like a musical hayride about “Chester the investor/ And I got me an old Winchester/ Someday I’ll go and test her/ Maybe this’ll be the day.” It sounds all well and good, until you realize that Chester becomes a spender (“My belly gets swelly/ When it’s full of beer and jelly/ Then I call on my dear ol’ Shelly/ For to take my plate away”), goes on a bender, realizes that he’s “got a heart that’s torn and festered” and you figure out when he tests his ol’ Winchester with the last two lines, “Don’t say there’s nothing wrong/ I’m a dead and gone.”

Their music has distinct rock undertones, but they embrace the redneck in them, especially with band member names like Metalbelly (percussion), Roadblock (electric guitar), Justin Smitty (fiddle) and Bug Jennings (vocals, banjo and rhythm guitar).

Corn Money is a barn-burning (literally) album that is musically as “roots” as it gets with its country/bluegrass sound, while the lyrics keep the album grounded. The Defibulators are definitely a band to watch. Although they are just starting to emerge, they are surely a band to recommend to your friends.

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