Showing posts with label Jerry Lee Lewis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jerry Lee Lewis. Show all posts

Jul 26, 2019

Straight From the Bottle: A Review of Gethen Jenkins’ Western Gold

By Travis Erwin

A throaty, whisky burnt growls kicks off Gethen Jenkins new album, Western Gold, (out today) and straight off you know what to expect, as the opening track is drenched in Honkytonk nostalgia. Call it a throwback or call it traditional, this album is pure old, drinking-your-heartache-away country, with a dose of pissed- off I don’t give a shit served as a chaser.

Born in West Virginia and raised on steady pour of Outlaw and Honkytonk tunes, Gethen is also influenced by his time as a Marine as well as his two decades of life in California, and every last one of these influences shows up at one time or another on this album.

Slide guitar goodbyes and dancehall defiance define the first track, “Bottle In My Hand.” A barroom anthem to drinking her away that gives way to the more melancholy, “Heartache Time.” This second track captures the emotion after that first round of I don’t need her bravado. The booze infused emotion continues with “Whiskey Bound,” which continues the up and down ride through the emotional train wreck of life.

The album finds a new energy with “Maintenance Man,” a tune that is the musical equivalent to a Penthouse Forum letter. The rebellious tone continues even on the slower tempoed “Restless Ways,” and “Waiting” which come back-to-back in the middle of the of these eleven tracks. A pair of songs those are both reflective and reaching in nature.

 “Western Gold,” kicks off the back half of the album, and as the title track, it carries the banner for a collection of songs that speaks of the fleeting nature of humanity. This particular tune does so with an unflinching honesty that says, “Yeah I’m leaving, but hey we are both here now so let’s make the most of it.”

Lord knows it ain’t easy loving the restless kind, and “Strength Of A Woman,” takes the emotion of that and distills it down for those who dare try to tame the wild wind of a rambling man.

Imagine David Allan Coe penning a song specifically for Jerry Lee Lewis and you will have a solid idea of how “Basket Case” sounds long before you hear the ninth track of the album.


“While I’m Away,” returns to that fleeting nature of relationships, with an ode to uncertainty and insecurity. Easily the most vulnerable of any song on the album, it is also perhaps the most well-written. The last track, “Me My Bottle And Nothing But Time” recaptures the IDGAF spirit of the beginning of the album, with yet another alcohol soaked set of lyrics that scream barroom jukebox.

Like a lone shot of whiskey, the collection of songs that is, Gethen Jenkin’s Western Gold feels rowdy and raw when consumed singularly, but taken as a group, that burning edge is not nearly as prevalent, leaving you to notice the complex subtleties in both flavor and emotion. 

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Travis Erwin is a fiction writer, lyricists, and music critic. A native Texan Travis now calls the West Coast home. His work can be found anywhere books are sold, and you can reach him on twitter @traviserwin or via comment on this post.

Nov 22, 2017

Planes, Trains & Automobiles: Country Reaction Gifs

Every time I see the country top 40 charts


Having a conversation with a typical Brantley Gilbert fan like...


If you think Luke Bryan is ever going "back to his roots"


Runnin' from the cold up in New England


If you want Farce the Music to stop saying such mean
things about your favorite singer...


When Jerry Lee comes on


When the driver gets to DJ, 
and he puts it on The Highway Sirius XM


It's almost this awkward when you catch yourself 
liking a FGL song...

May 11, 2016

Don't Luke the Jukebox

 "Don't Luke The Jukebox"
(Parody of Alan Jackson's "Don't Rock the Jukebox")

Don't Luke the jukebox
I'd rather hear some Coe
My ears ain't ready
For a dancing bro
I don't feel like shakin'
Or kickin' up some dust
So don't Luke the jukebox
Cause he really sucks

Before you punch that button
Best be thinking twice
You got a cranky hillbilly
Givin' mad dog eyes
I'm in the mood for country
Not that new school mess
Before you crash my party
Could I make one request

Don't Luke the jukebox
I'd rather hear some Strait
Son, I've been drinking
And I might get irate
I don't feel like shakin'
Or kickin' up some dust
So don't Luke the jukebox
Cause he really sucks

Man I like hip-hop
I like rock and roll
But when Luke Bryan starts singing
Just don't hear any soul
Ain't nothin' like Stapleton
Waylon or Jerry Lee
Before you waste your money brother
Do one thing for me

Don't Luke the jukebox
I'd rather hear some Cash
I don't like fighting
But I'd whip your ass
I might be a buzzkill
But I'mma tell you what
Don't Luke the jukebox
Cause he really sucks


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