Full disclosure: I've known the guys in Bigloo for a long time. Ranging from 7 to 22 years. And I've been a fan since they first formed 10 years ago and played only a handful of originals mixed with a shitload of classic rock covers.
So I've had a ringside seat to watch them evolve into the pleasant, 70s AOR rock band that not only takes me back to the simpler time of my childhood riding in my mom's car as she smoked pot with her friends, but it also brings me to the place I want to be right now. I'm just into my 30s, and I still want to go out and hear live music. But I don't want to stand up, and I don't want to be around college kids who think they can hold their liquor but can't or old fucks who think that Texas music means Stevie Ray and Stevie Ray impersonators. I want something that speaks to who I am. Whoever that is. But these guys are looking, too, and I appreciate the company.
These guys aren't trying to fit a Texas-shaped mold, and thank god. They feed on their influences, digest them with their own enzymes so that the mixture is wholly theirs, and then they regurgitate it up into the baby-bird mouths of their audience. I know that sounds disgusting, but think about how delicious that would be if you were a baby bird.
Sidewinder is the new album. And I think you'll find the name apt. There is no single direction in style. Maybe the cohesiveness of the album suffers because of that, but I prefer a little variety. Unless I'm listening to AC/DC.
I'm no music critic, so I never do an album justice with my silly words. I'm going to attempt to include some MP3s for your listening pleasure. But if I can't, you can hear and buy some songs here. And if you come out to a show, I swear on my deadbeat dad's future grave that you will have a good time.
No comments:
Post a Comment