Tonight there is a new member in Lambchop’s rhythm section. Along side the bass and drums is a gilded figure of about 8 feet in height. It’s Jesus Christ. We are at St. George’s Church in Kemptown, which, frankly, is a contender for most spectacular venue in the country. It’s quite a setting for Kurt Wagner and co’s classic songwriting. Continue Reading

Famously (and perhaps misleadingly given their seemingly smooth initial impression) referred to as “the most f***ed up band in Nashville”, Lambchop flex their creative muscle in characteristically low-key style again on this latest album. I’ve been a patchy sort of fan myself. Breakthrough Nixon from 2000 remains a beacon of warped alt-countrypolitan-soul brilliance, but dipping in and out since then I had let things trail off after the double album combo Aw Cmon / No You Cmon four years later. There the over familiar template seemed to be stretching the quality too thin during an experiment where fulcrum of the ever changing Lambchop roster Kurt Wagner wrote and recorded a song a day for a month. Would this current release be a case of same old same old; which depending on your point of view may or may not be worth shelling out for?

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