Deer Tick

Whether Deer Tick are really a band or still just the supersized lone project of John McCauley, it seems like he's turned over a new leaf, and gosh darn it if it isn't mighty dark underneath. It's five years on from the release of the much admired indie/folkie/country strains of War Hunter - a first proper DT release after McCauley had previously produced a clutch of material self-released on CD-R - and the (Book) worm has most definitely turned. Opener The Bump takes the singer's wonderfully scratchy pipes and twins them with a stomping garage riff and strutting honky tonk piano, the effect something like doing karaoke with a random drunk in a back street liquor den. Taking the Shane McGowan scorched earth approach to a night out, the refrain goes 'We're four grown men, but we act like kids, we'll face the music, next time we roll in'. I mean, we've all been there, haven't we?

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Curiously named after a choice encounter with a parasite during a forest hike, Deer Tick return with their third album in four years. The Black Dirt Sessions were recorded during the same sessions as previous album Born on Flag Day and features much of the same maturity in youth as its predecessor.

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