For a number of reasons, the very act of listening to music on one of the in-store headphones in Basement Discs summons up a bunch of memories and associations for me; it's something I've done plenty of times, and most recently last weekend, on the strength of a short piece from Rolling Stone Australia, May 2014, torn out and stuck on fridge since, starting:
SOUNDS LIKE: Loretta Lynn and Patti Smith slamming shots at a Midwestern dive bar while cowboys and punks brawl out back.
FOR FANS OF: Neko Case, Lucinda Williams, country singers not averse to using the word "fuck" when necessary.
... and then, if that wasn't enough, the even more enticing text on the sticker on the cd:
"Is Stevie Nicks singing lead on 'Born to Run' overstating it? Probably, but too bad."
Anyway, while neither of those descriptions is particularly accurate, they're still in the ballpark of the style that (the aptly named) Lydia Loveless is working - kind of Kathleen Edwards-y but grittier, rockier. There's both seethe and surge to her songs, a hustle and an energy, a rough undercurrent that churns along beneath the ringing electric guitar lines - this is a good one.
SOUNDS LIKE: Loretta Lynn and Patti Smith slamming shots at a Midwestern dive bar while cowboys and punks brawl out back.
FOR FANS OF: Neko Case, Lucinda Williams, country singers not averse to using the word "fuck" when necessary.
... and then, if that wasn't enough, the even more enticing text on the sticker on the cd:
"Is Stevie Nicks singing lead on 'Born to Run' overstating it? Probably, but too bad."
Anyway, while neither of those descriptions is particularly accurate, they're still in the ballpark of the style that (the aptly named) Lydia Loveless is working - kind of Kathleen Edwards-y but grittier, rockier. There's both seethe and surge to her songs, a hustle and an energy, a rough undercurrent that churns along beneath the ringing electric guitar lines - this is a good one.
