Johnny Th’ Saint
I got this record in the mail about a week ago and I can’t remember the last time I was so blown away by a new record. I listened to it at least twelve times between 4 and 9. For the few on here who might be familiar with Sheer Terror, don’t expect to hear part 2 of that band, but be prepared to get knocked on your ass. If you’ve heard the Sheer Terror EP called Old, New, Borrowed, & Blue you could say that this album takes some of the musical ideas explored on that record and runs a marathon with them. Paulie’s voice has never sounded better and he’s never laid his love for old Soul and R&B bare like this before either. The first record from Joe Coffee, Bright As The Stars We’re Under, let everybody know that there was more to Paul than just the angry blasts and bitter musings of Sheer Terror. The new album (their first full length at 11 songs), When The Fabric Don’t Fit The Frame, blows that introductory taste out of the water. If you can handle some truth along with well-crooned tunes with rough edges left in full bloom, you may very well fall in love with this album.
Imagine if Wilson Pickett had grown up in the NYC Hard Core and Punk scene with the too-smart-to-be-jaded but too-burned-to-be-unscathed mentality that comes from that life. Now pair him with a band fully capable of fleshing out the gritty reality of 30 plus years of heartbreak and let them grind out an original blend of their diverse influences. Yeah, it’s that good.
I actually couldn’t help but sing one of the songs to myself at work all the next day after. That’s after having the CD in my posession for well under a day. I came home and played it a couple more times before throwing on a few other CDs that just came in the mail and while they’re all good records, none of them could make enough of an impression to keep me from hearing the chorus from one or another of the songs off of When The Fabric Don’t Fit The Frame still ringin’ in my head.