Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Reno Brothers
90 Miles To Reno
Tis a tale of two-tonne truckin’ in a nifty forty-five minute frolic from the Netherlands for more than the highway kind n' a rockin’ twang-tangled hunk o’ hot-blooded honky-tonkin’ that mixes covers and originals from the pen of leader Rogier Hermans and is one garrulous and good-natured affair as it leaps, bounds, bops and barrelhouses along blacktops, somersaults truck-stop cafĂ©’s, rattle trains, shake snakes and bakes fields, unfurling desert vistas and grins just as wide across your unsuspecting state lines. With Hermans’ slightly parodic though plenty pleasing and unstintingly smile-savouring baritone hard wired into this finely tuned engine and ensemble this sweeps your hair back and puts a rhinestone twinkle slap bang in your eye, with any tongue-in-cheek tomfoolery tempered by string-tingling torrential enough to braise a whole herd of Texas beef. It’s slick and polished, sure, but classic chrome, not saccharin sap, laden with almost ludicrous lashings of the saucy rollicking spirit of James Burton and band, be they goofin’ with the King on the rehearsal footage of That’s The Way It Is, stacking up the soul on the late sixties Memphis sessions, spinning wheels with Gram Parsons on casino boogies such as Ooh Las Vegas or downtrodden but devil-may-care with Emmylou on Feelin’ Single, Seeing Double along with the feeling of Merle Haggard really let loose with a young Rodney Crowell or Dwight Yoakham in all too willing tow. If titles like Rollin’ Roadhouse, Hotrod Saturday Night, 90 Miles, Rollin’ Ramblin’ Man along with Dale Watson’s Truckin’ Man and an entirely apt and effervescently superlative, however much-covered, take on East Bound & Down strike chords, pluck strings and paint pictures, uncover the petrol cap, however metaphorically, and cop some miles with this veritable slew of supertruckin’ dashboard delights and a whole loada fun shall ensue. Splendorous.
Stu Gibson

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