LP Review: "Bourbon Times" by Building Chaos

Bourbon Times

It's been a long time, but there was once a time when I never missed an episode of VH1's Behind The Music, and all of those shows like it.

There was a segment where Bruce Dickinson discussed how he felt after hearing Iron Maiden for the first time... "I should be in that band he said."

Welp...that always seemed like a really arrogant thing to go on the record saying, but who's going to argue that Killers is in the same league as Number of the Beast.

It would seem that Building Chaos had a similar moment, but only after seeing a few things. Who remembers Pride & Glory? It would appear that Building Chaos does...and everybody knows Black Label Society.

But what if you could mind meld those two Zakk Wylde projects together and include the, TASTEFUL, guitar work from his days as Ozzy's guitarist?

That to me is precisely what Building Chaos is. They take all of the amazing aspects of Wylde as a player, remove the things I don't like, and then write and record some kick ass country/hip-hop/metal tracks.

For no reason, let's point out that this CD is being released by Shave My Ass Productions.

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LP Review: "Dead Ringer" by Whiskey Gentry

Dead Ringer

There's no reason in muddying the lake, so let's begin.

My favorite country artists are of the more outsidery vein, Merle Haggard, Bob Wayne, and the man, the myth, the legend himself, Johnny Cash.

My father once told me that real country had died and what was played on the radio was just 50's rock'n'roll sung with an accent. He left out the pedal steel guitars, but the idea's the same.

Fast forward two decades and country music is just bro-pop singing about how great they have it. The beauty of Hank Williams, the power of Johnny Cash, and the musicianship of Chet Atkins...

There is none of this to be found in mainstream country. It's just become a me too pile of worthless music that doesn't even deserve to be called art. Yeah, Toby Keith, I'm looking at you. Red Solo Cup isn't as deep as My Headband from Glee.

LP Review: "Reckless Son" by Matt Butler

Reckless Son

From now on, around this time of  year, your friend and humble narrator will be a bit melancholy. Not because of the loss of summer, because Winter is the best season, but because of another kind of loss.

So far, it's only been a year since we lost you.

It's probably true that we have all lost someone to substances. If not someone in our immediate family or friends, there's a very good chance that you've been touched by this kind of loss.

As I write this, it was recently the anniversary of Jimi Hendrix's death. Many are still mourning the loss of Prince and countless others whom drugs and alcohol have claimed.

I'm no temperance movement advocate, but let's all try to remember when we're playing with fire. Even legal substances can be lethal. Perhaps even more so, because I can get a fifth of 190 proof liquor for a mere twenty dollars and not worry about being shot or mugged by the cashier at the local grocery store.

Album Review: "OH/KY" by Jeremy Pinnell

OH/KY

Today let's talk about another debut album.

Jeremy Pinnell is a country singer from somewhere between Northern Kentucky and Southern Ohio. Frankly, it's hard for me to conceptualize that these two states even touch one another, so I'm not going to dig any deeper.

Now, when I say country, let's be clear.

This is not Toby Keith throwaway pop about red solo cups, how awesome his truck is, and partying on a Saturday night.

Frankly, the fact that this music is now considered to be legitimate country kind of bothers me. Real country music is old time music. It's retro. It tells stories.... It doesn't try to impress upon you how cool and hip the singer is.

"Back to the Camper" by Bob Wayne

Would you believe that for the first time at Glacially Musical we are reviewing a country record?

Well, I assure you that it's a fact.

However, Bob Wayne doesn't identify as a country music singer. I think this might be why.... It's really hard to blame anyone for not wanting to be associated with that absolute claptrap.

Bob Wayne, the Renegade Carnie, considers himself to be an amalgamation of all sorts of musical styles, metal, rock, punk, and yes country, but to me this is a country record through and through.

I would imagine that this would give some people pause, but this is more Johnny Cash, George Jones, and Hank Senior than Blake Shelton, Carrie Underwood, or Taylor Swift.