I can’t shake that I’m listening to the equivalent of Lomax field recordings, yet instead of recordings of musicians directly on the Mississippi delta in the early ‘30s, the tape recorders were set up in living rooms in Tempe and Las Cruces, 2010. To me, the effects are the same: sound technology capturing folks playing; celebration and preservation of local color; struggle against the homogenization of a dominant media culture through creative activity. This split is lo-fi, melodic DIY punk made by circumstance, not predominant aesthetics (and more Bananas than Leadbelly). Both sides are fun, honest, and memorable. Let’s hear it for fuck-ups, the fucked-over, and democracy.
–todd (Dirt Cult / Margin Mouth)