“Tennessee Whiskey”, and “Crazy Groove” maintain the tempo. By now you are a world apart from whatever you are in day to day life. It matters not if you are a librarian from dear old Torquay you would still be sprouting stubble, and morphing into a whiskey sodden fighting machine.
“Hellbilly Heaven”, “Wasted Years”, and “Tuesday Night” all lead us remorselessly towards “Southern Women”. As infectious as anything on the album it is a great example of the song writing talents of these guys. In fact, all twelve tracks are self written.
The authenticity is stunningly effective. They write foot stomping yee-har, without doubt. “Dead Punk Boogie” is a worrying tale for anyone still reckless enough to cause trouble at a rockabilly do. The album ends with the superb guitar of “Down The Road”.
The Hellbilly Boys have proved that it is respect, understanding, craziness, and desire that counteracts any perceived lack of birthright to make music like this. If you disagree, then I’ll let you tell them!
This ticks all those little boxes made in their earlier claims. Your floorboards are weakened by the stomping, your whiskey bottle lies empty on the ground, you are now in the sweat drenched world of the Hellbilly.
Once again Papa Bear of Killer Cobra Records has come up trumps. Mind you, playing cards with this lot would probably be a bad idea too.
Go Hellbilly at their MySpace profile or on their official website.
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