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Two
Gallants It takes a hyphenated genre name, (Folk-Punk is the best I can think of) to describe the sound of Two Gallants. These days, it seems like almost every music review you read starts off with a line that reads something like "Imagine [band name here] mixed with [another band here] with a bit of [someone else here]..." Not very creative, however it is sometimes an effective way to describe the sound of a record or band that the reader has never heard. In this case, the comparison to early Bob Dylan mixed with any number of punk acts is impossible to ignore. Not the most original comment, especially considering any folk singer would probably list Dylan as a major influence on their career, but it has to be said. At the same, Two Gallants' sound is distinctly their own. It's hard to believe a couple of things about this record. The first being the fact that all this full sound is coming from a duo instead of a traditional four piece. Obviously that's all you need when that duo is Adam Stephens on guitar, harmonica and vocals and Tyson Vogel on the drums and backing vocals. The second thing is the musical and lyrical depth of these songs, since these guys are both barely old enough to legally consume alcohol. Biting tales of lost love, suffering, violence and anguish flowing as poetically as Dylan with the story-telling style and occasional melodical flair reminiscent of Cat Stevens. Sometimes when I listen to a record, my mind starts to wander and I can't keep my attention focused on the lyrics, however, this record kept me paying attention so that I wouldn't miss the next great line. They just kept coming... "...cause it ain't no difference which way I smile. I ain't good lookin from a quarter mile." - from Crow Jane "I awake on the floor with my country at war and I wish I could care but my liver's too sore. If liquor's a lover you know I'm a whore." - from My Madonna |
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