Virtuoso rockabilly. I just can’t get over the fact that these guys are Swedish yet they’re pounding out tunes that would have the locals dancing on tables in Texas. Brilliant.
The usual countrified, romanticised, generic rock from Travis C. I feel bad criticising someone so apparently good-natured, like kicking a puppy, but I just can’t muster much enthusiasm for the middle of the road.
Middle of the road candy pop. A teeny bit country/folk but mostly just generic. Someone’s had a brave stab at adding some beef in the recording studio, but at its core, this is composed and arranged for a girl and her acoustic guitar playing in a middle America family restaurant.
A set of Swedish good-ol’-boys punching out the most pristine homage to country rock imaginable. Trey Parker and Matt Stone, stand aside, you’ve been accidentally outdone. The mind boggles as I try to imagine a Texan bar nestled amongst the fjords.