Most white folk these days be playing "the blues music" (you know, the hackneyed, soulless, tourist-blues with the wailing guitar solos and the watered-down Cream approach that appeals to all them rusting old hippies with their neatly trimmed pony tails and faded Canned Heat @ Monterey Pop T's--We swear to GOD, if we hear one more version of "Sweet Home Chicago..."). Devil in a Woodpile; they play blues. They also play country. Ragtime. Hot Jazz. Hillbilly. It's all the same to them. It's all taken from the same well called American Music that existed long before wise guy marketing goons decided to categorize the whole mess.
If you don't find yourself whaling out heckles, daring them to play everything from Son House to The Zep and stomping your feet by the end of their show, well, quite frankly, there's probably something wrong with you. Seek help.
"Even within Chicago's diverse roots-music scene, this quartet is distinctive because of its unique instrumentation. They function flawlessly as a unit with Kaye's masterful guitar lines and Schepers resonant tuba lines complementing Sherry's engaging 'grab em by the throat' vocal tone." Bobby Reed, Chicago Sun-Times
Tour dates, bios, and MP3's:
http://www.bloodshotrecords.com/artists/devilinawoodpile/
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Added by Bloodshot Records on August 23, 2006