You don’t need this record. No-one needs this record. These sixteen low-fidelity self-released tracks by ’70s American teens in thrall to Sabbath, Zeppelin, Tolkein, and weed are a desperate attempt to tickle the palettes of jaded hipster know-alls, and Numero Uno records knows it. And yet, and yet… the school doodle satanic imagery, basement boogie…
In the last few years critics have ‘come round’ to Athens Georgia’s Drive-By Truckers, accepting the band’s apparently incompatible stew of rousing redneck roots rock and Modern American Poetry professor wordplay as a deliberate artistic choice, rather than a naïve accident. The highlight of their 12th album is Primer Coat, where propulsive Byrdlike arpeggios sharpen…