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April 23, 2010

BARCODE: 744302015927
CAT NO: BS 159

Oh that lady, lord, she let me go She laid me down, in pure white snow
But in the spring time, I’ll go down to São Paulo

From the classic rock echoes that hang heavy like the reefer smoke in the rafters of Detroit’s
Cobo Hall, to the soul reflected in the alleys and small faces of London’s Heavy Load scene to
the exile off Main Street, few bands channel the sonic groove generated at the headwaters
of our rock-and-roll DNA like Deadstring Brothers. They know that rock-and-roll is both disease
and redemption, penalty and reward, intoxicant and hangover. They know that a powerhouse
hook exhilarates even as you’re getting kicked in the heart. The Brothers, in their leather boots and
frayed jeans, tenaciously trudge through the oil slick puddles of a dying city, the hard light
splitting into prismatic rainbows, finding beauty in decay.
Lying at the (battered) heart of the record is singer/guitarist Kurt Marschke. When he sings
“I can kneel down, but I just can’t pray” on “It’s a Shame,” you’re hearing a man bloodied
and bowed. “Yesterday’s Style” is the sound of a soul breaking, a glassyeyed
1,000 yard stare, the ache coming through the speakers. Somehow, though, he manages to pull
together the remaining shards of his dignity to look forward and carry on in the closing track
“Always A Friend of Mine,” a song so good it should skate into
the pantheon of country rock classics.
1. São Paulo
2. Smile
3. Houston
4. Can’t Make It Through
The Night
5. Adalee
6. The River Song
7. It’s A Shame
8. The Same Old Rule
9. Yesterday’s Style
10. Always A Friend Of Mine

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