Two, the second record from Eskimo Brothers, is one of life’s small, uncomplicated pleasures.
A rockabilly pleasure, specifically, songs about hard drinkin’ and hard lovin’ shot through with the steady thrum of the upright bass and hip-shaker guitars.
For example: Sweethearts and Bars, which, well, it’s exactly what it says on the tin:
Another one I like: A Lie Called Love, for all the cynical romantics out there:
And then finally there’s the occasional cross-genre reinterpretation of a classic, by which I mean their version of Fat Bottom Girls filled me with rude glee:
