The Scotch Greens: A porch riot, replete with devastating banjo. Yep. Banjo. A band has to be great for me not think they’re using that little, round-butt guitar ironically, and the Scotch Greens do just that. My ears hear ultra-confident, believable punk/bluegrass music displaying hummable songs that make me want to slap my knee with one hand and drink from a passed jug with the other. And not in a hokey, Hee Haw way, either. Good times. The Irish Brothers: Modern honky-tonk by way of Reverend Horton Heat with a half a jigger of Throw Rag strangeness clacked on the side of its skull. Ain’t gonna give you a wedgie for putting it on the jukebox, but would never put it on myself. Kudos to the Scotch Greens.
–todd (Split Seven)