On Tuesday last week, I was fortunate enough to be perusing the London gig listings on the TimeOut website and unearthed the fact that the Hot Club of Cowtown were playing the Cecil Sharp House the following night – cue a mad rush to get tickets followed by a joyous evening of expertly delivered jazz.
With this band however I have not been so lucky. White Denim are playing two nights at the Village Underground this month, with both sold out. Bah.
Released this year, Corsicana Lemonade is the latest album from White Denim and is a dandy mix of math grooves, bluesy country licks, happy-go-lucky waltzes and that unmistakable American vocal tone and style. Come Back is a prime cut of music – tricky guitar work, super tight rhythm and reverb drenched vocals. The chorus in particular is laden with sweet drum hi-hat stabs and repeating musical motifs, the first at 0.47 to 1.03.
The album as a whole has its meandering moments, as well as featuring an almost carbon copy chord progression of Thin Lizzy’s Don’t Believe A Word on the opening track, but contains enough decent material packed full of ideas to keep one thoroughly hooked.
I might add that in comparison to the other album of theirs I purchased, Last Day Of Summer, Corsicana Lemonade is a much more breezy and straightforward affair. Perhaps more radio friendly if you will, no doubt down to the slicker production and more accessible sound. The below tracks, I’d Have It Just The Way We Were and Home Together, are the first two songs from Last Day of Summer. The former showcases the intricacies and technicality the group are capable of, with inventive drumming from 0.58, while the latter has a superb vocal melody. I could not afford to leave one or the other out.
Go out and explore White Denim. They have a sound which they can call their own, which is all too often a rarity these days.