Over the course of the years, i have finally come to accept the legitimacy of the hillbilly thing/thang as one of rock & roll’s legitimate and most direct ancestors (therefore, by implication, one of punk rock’s many great-grandparents as well), but, that said and Mr. Lewis’ snappy Bob Eubanks’ style voice notwithstanding (Herschell Gordon Lewis… Herschell Gordon Lewis… wasn’t he that back Minnesota traded away all those draft picks to Dallas for in the ’80s?), i find neither of these songs so charming that i would feel justified in proclaiming this disc a legitimate hum-dum-dinger from Dingersville. Assuming few of us here are legitimate connoisseurs of the genre, my recommendation is to keep your two-dollar bill in your pocket and point your Hot Rod Ford in an alternate direction. BEST SONG: “Moonshine Mountain” BEST SONG TITLE: I dunno, wasn’t this the kind of question that Kirk used to blow up the androids in “I, Mudd?” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: Holy fuck, he DOES know Bob Sablack!!!
–norb (Smog Veil)