Meandering, mushy guitar, reams of moody organ, strings of wrangly guitars, miles of dead air, bump-in-the-road vocals, and a tunnelful of tin can reverb.
There is some interesting poetry in here. Unfortunately it’s muddled within a stringy mixture of long, Southern Gothic-(or backwoods garage)-flavored tunes.
Disney presents little girls with a heroine who is not the fairest in the land, nor blessed with a godmother who will give her an instant Chanel makeover.
Phillip Roebuck’s vocals are generally clear and tuneful, often hinting at The Jayhawks with middle-American motifs such as racetracks and trailer parks.
Includes several original concoctions, including “Jack and Jill,” which sounds like a lounge act performing to the accompaniment of an unbalanced dishwasher.