Lazy man’s Black Crowes, sometimes salsified and rippled with steel drums, occasionally stirred with a little lounge music, or shaken with honky-tonk guitars.
These guys must be the most overrated band in the world. Aside from having a clever album title, Piebald is just a tone-deaf (literally) attempt at rock.
Soaked in an ambience as warm as an old tube amp, Mutations knocks off seamless collages of organic source material with his trademark nonsense-as-wit.