Prydein: Loud Pipes

When Motorhead first started out in the ‘70’s there was a comment made – a compliment actually – that if Motorhead moved in next door to you that your lawn would die – I keep thinking of that comment after listening to “Loud Pipe’s”. Though I have a feeling that if Prydein and their 2 bagpipers moved in next door to you not only would your lawn die but they would finish off your trees and maybe any domestic animals with in a block (a compliment and also a warning to cat owners actually). These guys are so loud with a massive guitar sound (think Malcolm Young riffing on classic AC/DC) and dueling bagpipes. The title of the CD “Loud Pipe’s” is misleading. I would have gone with “Loud Guitars and Really Bloody Loud Pipes”.

2008

Irish Stew of Sindidun: So Many Words

The first thing I noticed when i first cracked open the plastic, tossed the CD in my CD player and let the first strains come to my ears was 3 things: 1) that there is no electric guitar (except for one of the songs) only an acoustic. 2) The singer (Bojan Petroviæ)’s voice is different. It’s the voice of a Serbian who just learned English a week ago and to supplement the accent, he had an Irish language instructor. 3) the band play with such energy that the absence of a crashing electric guitar is not noticed. For many songs, Bojan’s voice accompanies the acoustic for the first part of the song and then the rest of the band joins in. Bojan’s somber Serbian accent renders track with needed severity in some cases and an almost humorous irony. At the risk of being horribly incorrect, I think they sound like Siobhan, acoustic but still punky. There are only a few tracks that stand out which make the price a little too much even if (like me) you gotta have’em. We start off with a nice upbeat little track called McGee’s Daughter. The whistle/fiddle/drums combined with that ever prominent voice provide a sharp, fun melody. The next track, Why, asks the eternal question in a sad tone which doesn’t make it any less of a great track. We skip ahead to Patrick Malone, a dark ambiance around a rousing song about a man and his problems with the drink. We skip again, to my favorite track on the album, Stout. The acoustic guitar and fiddle anchor a rollicking song with an awesome chorus. “Fuckin’ stout, fuckin’ stout. I’ll drink all night, and I don’t care if it’s wrong or right, stout, fuckin’ stout, I drink all night and then in the morning I’m so fuckin’ drunk!”, awesome track. The next track of note is a reworking of the classic, Black & Tans. The lyrics bring a smile to your lips as Bojan slurs tries to pronounce the complicated phrases and the jig-like energy takes some of the usual sadness which so often surrounds other covers of this track. Right behind it comes Skibereen, the song starts lament-like as Bojan’s somber Serbian accent renders the sadness of having to leave Ireland until the guitar, fiddle and banjo join in to provide a backbeat. All in all, while I love this CD, there probably aren’t that many others who would shell out the copious amounts of cash(almost $30!) required to obtain this unless they really like it. I wouldn’t recommend it if you don’t already love ’em.

2008

Review: Bigmac

The Porters: Anywhere But Home

I was familiar with The Porters from their 2001 debut, ‘A Tribute to Arthur Guinness,’ which was essentially a CD of rocked up traditional standards. As such, however, it failed to leave any lasting impression on me aside from containing a couple of fairly respectable covers, (“Irish Soldier Laddie” and “Four Green Fields” being the ones that stick out the most in my, granted, overly-perforated memory.)

In any case, it was with only minimal enthusiasm that I decided to sample their latest release, ‘Anywhere But Home’ while trolling iTunes for new music. Quite a surprise, here, as this whole disc proved to be a confident, and welcome addition to my Paddy-punk rotation.

Musically, the band appears driven primarily by the guitar and accordion, but is peppered liberally with mandolin and whistle as well as an occasional fiddle. Also, still present are the gruff, gravelly vocals from the first CD, but practiced into a naturalness with a result far more listenable and sounding somewhere between those of St. Bushmill’s Choir, The Skels and Popes-era MacGowan.

Although the band hails from the Düsseldorf, Germany area, one cannot detect any betrayal of this; all lyrics are in perfect English, and without accent, (unlike a fellow German paddy-punk band’s ‘Foggy Dew’ rendition, “Vas down ze glen vun Easter morn…”) Nor is there any novelty act stuff or a German-influence hybrid effect in the music. Just straight ahead, energetic, Irish-folk-punk sounds. And, after repeated listens, a number of tracks stood out on the this CD and not a dog to be found.

True, there is no major innovation or departure from formula, or anything we haven’t heard before from others in the genre, but ‘Anywhere But Home’ is a strong release in the vein of Greenland Whalefishers and The Swaggering Growlers, and, with 14 tracks and clocking in at just under an hour, its Paddy-Punk-Per-Penny value should also earn it your average bean counter’s nod of approval.

Grade: The Porters’ ‘Anywhere But Home’ comes in on The Toler Scale™ with a grade of a solid, clockwork “B+” for above average, which translates to your average listener as “worth the purchase” and ”worthy of repeated plays.”

But don’t take my word for it, check ‘em out first on iTunes, and dowload the whole disc for $9.99!

2008

Review: Christopher Toler, THE Blathering Gommel

The Broken Shillelaghs: The Broken Shillelaghs

The Broken Shillelaghs, from Brooklawn, NJ, are a 5-piece Irish musical group featuring acoustic guitar, mandolin, bass, accordion, tin-whistle, and percussion. I believe this is their first release. Though I honestly think the bhoys here have managed to squash every Irish-American cliché onto one disk – the bands name, the cartoon leprechaun, the IRA mural on the cover, the thanking of every Irish tavern and AOH division between the Hudson and Delaware – Yet despite this (or because of maybe) the 13 or so contempary Irish standards played in an upbeat Irish meets pub-rock is bloody enjoyable. It also cool to see Flogging Molly getting respect as the band cover ‘Devils Dance Floor’ along with more standard covers of material originally by the Pogues and The Wolfe Tones ect.
As the count down to Paddys day starts, if your in the New Jersey area on the big day go see these guys, you’ll have a beer soaked great time.

2008

The Lorelei: Home EP

From the way north of Scotland come The Lorelei who originally formed in 1990 and after 2 albums and 7 years on the high and low roads of England and Scotland in a little yellow transit van the band split………………until 2005 when after a chance meeting of original founding members Jonny and Beefy the wheels got in motion and a great and much missed band were backed. The 6 track Home EP is the first offspring of the reunion. I would describe The Lorelei as fast trashy indie guitar rock meets fast trashy Celtic folk. The Waterboys on crystal meth if you will.And remember if it’s not Scottish it’s crap!

2008

The Dirges: When Laughing Got You Killed

The Dirges are a loud sleazy punk’n’roll band from California – infact they are the house band of LA’s infamous Molly Malone’s – which as you all know as the birth place of Flogging Molly. So do The Dirges sound like Flogging Molly? Yes and no. Sure they are Punk’n’Irish but clones of FM – no way. It’s much more sleazy rock’n’roll guitars with a love of The Pogues (Dirty Old Town and Jessie James are covered and the band pay tribute to himself in The Ballad of Shane MacGowan). Closest comparison I can think of is a more Irish sounding Swingin Utters or a much more punky Filthy Thieving Bastards. Good stuff.

2008

Can Kickers: Live at Lavazone

Can Kickers are a 3 piece folk-punk outfit coming outta New London, CT. Recorded live in Philly in 2007 and live is the best way to experience Can Kickers in all their stripped down fiddle, banjo, and washboard lo-fi glory. In a different age these guys would be hobos playing the campfires and railroad boxcars of the American great depression.

2008

The Deans: One

Blood brothers Gavin (guitar) and Gary (bass) Dean along with their blues brother Gary Keon are a young band (ages 17 through 19) from Athenry, Galway. Being from Athenry you would expect tradition Irish music, right? Wrong, these guys have the blues like you wouldn’t believe. Think of fellow Irish man, Rory Gallagher or maybe Johnny Winters. I’ve a feeling Rory is looking down from heaven and he has a smile on his face. Thanks to Lee Templeton over at http://www.onenightatmcsorleys.com/ for passing on to me.

2008

Barleyjuice: Bonny Prince Barley

“Bonny Prince Barley” is the 4th full-lenght release from Philly’s Barleyjuice and I’m happy to say it’s very much in the vein of their previous 3 releases – classic rock on a whiskey bender in a spit and sawdust Philly Irish bar. I’m also very glad that the band has continued to stay on the track they set on “Six Yanks” and continue to focus on originals – though I do love the Celtic twist given to their cover of “London Calling”.

2008

Prydein – Loud Pipes: (save lives) – 2nd opinion

After reading through the Shite ‘n’ Onions review of Prydein’s Loud Pipes I was mighty intrigued. This sounded like a combination of two of my favorites styles of music; Celtic folk-punk and Classic Rock. And although the band does dip a toe into the pools of funk, ska, rockabilly, metal, and of course, Celtic music, they are at their heart a rock band.

The band, Prydein, is comprised of the bass, drums, and guitar line-up with the addition of not one, but two Great Highland Bagpipes players, and, as the disc title may suggest, the pipes are very predominantly featured throughout this release, taking a break on only two of the tracks, both uniquely arranged traditionals; the swinging rockabilly of ‘The Wild Rover’, and a laid-back, strolling ‘Nancy Whiskey’, with the latter tagging-in the tin whistle for ornamentation.

The CD runs the gamut from these traditional songs to a cover of Slade’s ‘Run Runaway’ (that almost smiles in pride of itself, and at what it has become,) to the delicate weaving of ‘Aria’s Waltz’, and wrapping the whole package up with a medley called ‘Stairway to Scotland’ that takes ‘Amazing Grace’ and ‘Scotland the Brave’ to a place more suited to crowd-surfing than funereal melancholy.

With seven of the eleven tracks being instrumentals, it is clear that the pipes do the talking for the lion’s share of the CD. But they a do have a lot to say, occasionally trading off licks with a lead guitar, with the band’s rhythm section provides a rock-steady forum for them to say it.

Most impressively, for me, anyways, is just how everything seems to fit together. Each tune/song gets a unique treatment from the band, but nothing seems unnatural or forced. All elements come together in a very organic mixture that covers a lot of ground but still remains securely in rock’s embrace.

My personal fave: Probably “The $17.00 Red Head.” It’s snaking shuffle-beat, a lazy, urban-groovin’ bass line and some sweet wah-wah guitar set an unlikely stage for a dueling-bagpipe melody that just keeps on building.

But, since this disc in currently out on iTunes, don’t take my word for it, grab a free, 30-second sample and see if you can sit perfectly still for it. I couldn’t.

2008

Review by Christopher Toler, THE Blathering Gommel

Potato-eating, Whiskey-drinking, Bog-trotting, CELTIC PUNK ROCK