O'death at Bowery Ballroom
When I first heard O'death, I did not believe that these guys were alive, and playing music. Their album, Head Home sounds like a lost session from a rambunctious gang of Appalachians who emerged from seclusion to record this dark and gritty bluegrass. Greg Jamie's voice is scratchy, worn, and actually sounds like he is in a constant tussle with death. But there is nothing really that dates their music this century. Maybe their lyrics, which are crafted as well as any pop song or the over-active drums that roll the songs aggressively forward. However, there is one tune on the album where Greg yelps over the sampled crashes of chains and broken bottles. But live it sounded like they actually had this stuff. They probably broke a whiskey bottle prior to the show—they are that rowdy. The fiddle player was not at the Bowery show but they still tore the roof off Friday night.
Jerry Yeti and Marty Indie-licious also sing praise. Full tour dates at their myspace but O'death will wrap up their tour at the Knitting Factory on September 9th.
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Down to Rest (MP3)
Only Daughter (MP3)
