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I am some time ago met by chance in the name of Pokey LaFarge. If one surname due first to a songwriter from the beautiful France one this idea is directly expelled again after the first song on the same album.

In the best southern accent to Pokey swings in the first number equal jovial, almost slightly swaying in the foreground and spread this among all those who massively missing the good old riverboat, also of musical consideration since not show this CD, very good mood.
Central Time offers best wine in new bottles. Good old easy swing, presented with a modern twist - but also more than that behind the swing, the one ostensibly captured can be found notably in further by listening to the CD ever more facets known styles.. Gypsy, Jazz and Ragtime, Blues Roots to incarnate Robert Johnson is Pokey LaFarge course by no means.
Nevertheless Pokey and band combine (the rich in a traditional Remaining upbeat multi-instrumentation of clarinet harmonica to have) the musical essence of bygone golden times south of the Mason-Dixon Line.

Frumpy never affects the whole. The production of the album is on the amount of time and when the band packs classics like The devil aint lazy from the record box comes the dance floor only really take off and you forget whether the contemporary interpretation quickly, how many years of great-song actually already has under his belt. This impression is then massively increased at the latest after the grand Blues Harp solo again. This song is an absolute catchy guarantor on this album and encouraged to push the replay button.

One should completely renounce the rest of the album but that's why please do not.
Even in quiet hints as Kentucky Mae that remind you immediately of the old days of tube radios, can be one or another leg Up to comfortably drift on rainy days in thoughts of it.

Basically brings the album to a few pieces of a leisurely paint with them, which is especially him. One town at a time as a tribute to wanderlust and Day after day with his delightfully bouncy brass solo are here only two of my favorite songs that beswingt in soft mid-tempo create a pleasant southern atmosphere and make you want more. The Bow-legged woman, however, focuses on their behalf in accordance with powerful Elan between blues and early rock and roll, a hot number on the dance floor. Since the subsequent zünftige City Summer Blues offers immediately the appropriate cooling.

Finally heard the melancholy-driving positions Close the door, a traditional uptempo swing with Gypsy-bonds to the last great tunes this great board. Pokey LaFarge suggests here on lyrical level, however, to a socially critical tone towards the US health care system. I like here, perhaps too much to interpret into it, the comparison is very close and is easily recognizable also: social criticism has always been an integral part of traditional music, especially the blues. With traditions is certainly not broken here, but rather worn contemporary in appropriate musical framework and with a lot of dry cynicism on the postmodern level.

Totally not matter which track I accreting. The album is a unified whole and provides the listener which is just as beautiful no dropouts or filler. Those who want to bring back the good old days with a new look again for some nice hours with Pokey LaFarge he is well served.