#1917 Toadies - Heretic

I was pretty into Rubberneck in high school, but absent knowing Sabbath, or the Pixies, or fucking, anything, I was a child walking into the middle of the movie.

Also totally lost on me: the hellfire religiousity at its heart, that rage and terror at the threat of damnation.

This is more than an album of acoustic versions of old songs, it's a series of reimaginings, an extraction of dusty skeleton ancestors, and the folk / revival / roots strands calling up the ghosts of that old time relijun. It mostly works - dude can still sing pretty good - but it's undercut by a too-perfect production approach that sands the rough edges off. Those edges are what make this whole sound work you holy fools! Still, a fun listen and a good excuse to revisit a band that's still around against all odds and expectations 3/5