Flashes and Cables EP
get two versions of the title song, which appeared on the last full-length,
as well as four more from the same Oct. 2002 sessions that produced
the LP. Traditionalist will prefer the original. I'll take the "Relax,
Recline" remix for the sheer audacity of the grind-guitars
and stomp drums, pounding and angry, amidst the pretty keyboards.
The rest is more of the
same Centro-matic rock that you've come to expect from the most
unheralded geniuses in indie since The Grifters (or Silkworm, but
that's another story). Will Johnson's gravel-pit mewing is bound
to make him the Eddie Vedder of our generation thanks to its pure
distinctiveness, which is bound to be emulated by every bar-whore
band in the Midwest (that is if they ever get discovered beyond
the in-the-know indie crowd).
Don't mistake this for
alt-country. Despite the Denton, Texas, origins and the rustic dustiness
of the arrangements, twangy it ain't. If only alt-country could
be this good. Also includes four QuickTime videos which I ain't
seen (You can't watch them on a I-Pod, can you?).
Posted Feb. 6,
2004. Copyright © 2004 Tim McMahan. All rights reserved.
Johnson's gravel-pit mewing is bound to make him the Eddie Vedder
of our generation."