WHO ARE THEY? A southern-fried rockabilly and roots outfit that sounds like they just crawled out of the backwoods — but actually hail from Sweden and Denmark.
WHAT IS THIS? Their third retro-rockin’ blast of perfectly authentic juke-joint blues, hillbilly boogie, roots-rock and southern gospel.
WHAT DOES IT SOUND LIKE? The Sun Records catalogue come to life — though Rockpile would also be a pretty solid comparison.
WHAT WOULD BE A BETTER TITLE FOR THIS ALBUM? The Far North Has Risen Again.
HOW SHOULD I LISTEN TO IT? While chowing down on lutefisk and quaffing aquavit, apparently. Though I’m sure they’d forgive you if you substituted bourbon and BBQ.
WHAT 10 WORDS DESCRIBE IT? Twangy, tangy, bouncy, joyous, invigorating, warm, old-school, greasy, choogling, grounded.
WHAT ARE THE BEST SONGS? Drop the needle anywhere. You can’t go wrong.
WHAT WILL MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY SAY? ‘Pass the aquavit!’
HOW OFTEN WILL I LISTEN TO THIS? You might as well just glue down the repeat button right now.
IF THIS ALBUM WERE AN ENTREE, WHAT ENTREE WOULD IT BE? Chicken-fried lutefisk.
SHOULD I BUY, STREAM OR STEAL? Pay up — it’s cheaper than a tank of unleaded, and you’ll get way more mileage out of it.
