Saturday, January 27, 2018
Concert Review: Drive-By Truckers at the Truman
Drive-By Truckers gave a 1,000 rubberneckers an unflinching tour of "Buttholeville" on Friday. Hearing the Southern rock band tear into the song about a desperate man cleared the cobwebs in my head, snapped me out of a post-vacation malaise and restored my faith in rock and roll.
While I wasn’t quite as forlorn as the resident of “Buttholeville” who is “tired of my job and my wife Lucille, tired of my kids Ronnie and Neil” and fantasizes about the “day I'm gonna get out of Buttholeville, gonna reach right in, gonna grab the till, buy a brand new hat and a Coupe de Ville” when I bought a $28 ticket at the Truman, I was in a pitiful state. Unshowered, unshaven and feeling like the meanest man in Kansas City, I was questioning my decision to hear similarly grizzled middle-aged men play outmoded music.
Yet when Patterson Hood hugged his bandmates at the conclusion of the wooly rendition of “Buttholeville,” I was inclined to jump the barrier to embrace the Alabama man for not only redeeming my night, but for redirecting me to the path of righteousness.
The Ben Miller Band’s Choke Cherry Tree is a roots-rock tour de force. RIYL: Drive-By Truckers, the Ozarks, ZZ Top. "Akira Kurosawa" is my jam.
Chris Dave and the Drumhedz is the initial viable contender for my favorite album of 2018. RIYL: Erykah Badu, sidemen made good, Anderson Paak.
I’ll never be too cool to admire the moldy fig swing of saxophonist Scott Hamilton. The lovely trio recording Live at Pyatt Hall is RIYL Ben Webster, feeling unfashionable, Johnny Hodges.
An outing by the Marmozets was my #14 show of 2014. The new album Knowing What You Know Now nearly replicates the band’s ferocity. Here’s "Major System Error". RIYL: Bring Me the Horizon, convulsions, early Paramore.
Chinese Butterfly, the absurdly convivial 95-minute recording by the Chick Corea + Steve Gadd Band, is fusion-licious. Lionel Loueke’s fresh contributions make the throwback sound work. RIYL: Return To Forever, excess, Billy Cobham. Here's "Like I Was Sayin'".
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)