Legitimate blues, done accoustic, but losing none of the fire. Its slow, deep, spare music, with call and response vocal and instrumental licks, the usual chords, the usual sway, but done up real good. It gets in your bones; it's good for you. This is the kind of thing that Jack White would do bigger and harder in the early Stripes years, and you'll recognize the influence immediately.
The guitar playing is unsurprisingly nuanced and soulful, and Waters's voice is hearty, heavy and worn, perfectly suited for this, the first snowy day in Boston. And yes, its true what they say about the audio quality: I'm no sound quality junkie, but it's perfect: clean and warm and intimate and subtle.
Yep, reviewing this Novermber 7th. Catching up! Never gonna let this happen again, all part of my recovery from the run for 500 in 2.
Oh right 4.5/5
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