(www.voodoorhythm.com)
There are only a few sure things in this world these days. Youtube comments on
any video featuring black people will have some misspelled comments from
someone calling Obama the “n” word. The Bulls will beat the Heat in at least
one regular season game even if all their starters are hospitalized. And every
record on Voodoo Rhythm will be absolutely, chillingly, raggedly enchanting.
After what feels like fifty years in the record biz, Rev. Beat-Man’s blues. trash,
country, garage, folk, rockabilly, jazz, punk label continues to put out the
best twisted Americana by inbred European musicians whose phonetic pronunciations
of rural American jargon are scarier and more beautiful than almost anything in
“Deliverance” or Harry Smith’s Anthology of American Folk Music. So obviously
their latest compilation is all hits, no shits, with The Pussywarmers, Die
Zorros, The Future Pimitives, Beat-Man’s own Monsters and more making masterful
musical messes that you’ll be happy to mop up.
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