Time: 35:48
Size: 82.0 MB
Styles: Electric blues
Year: 2015
Art: Front
[5:40] 1. Cottonmouth
[4:32] 2. Drive All Night
[3:24] 3. Snub Nose .38
[4:07] 4. Cry Yourself To Death
[4:58] 5. Blackwater
[5:14] 6. Swinsuit
[3:48] 7. Mermaids
[4:02] 8. Ain't Got No Family Tomb
Elemental, natural and supernatural, full of hurricanes, mermaids and femme fatales, Drive comes on like scenes from a southern gothic neo-noir. There’s vice, danger and beauty everywhere. Venous snakes, all night diners, armed hold ups, mermaids and demons.
Previous album Shakedown had press-bots yelling things like, “Chris Russell is the master” [Sydney Morning Herald], ““Raw, sweaty…dangerous. ????” [The Age] and “Chris Russell’s constant and irresistible four to the floor blues guitar and howling voice get stronger and stronger with each performance.” [Unpaved]. This time, when writing Drive he stopped listening to music all together, so as to hear his own voice amongst everything else. Heading down a rabbit hole of film noir, the fast dialogue, relentless narrative and dog-leg plot turns fired his imagination to write from a different perspective.
With the additional perspective change – enter one Dave Folley – putting fire on the drums, in Diamond Dave’s first recorded contribution to the outfit, things were happening in a whirlwind. Risks taken, more done, exercise books filling rapidly with black ink, no expense or overdub spared: the gut instincts were driving and the difference is incendiary. Hop in. Let’s roll.
Previous album Shakedown had press-bots yelling things like, “Chris Russell is the master” [Sydney Morning Herald], ““Raw, sweaty…dangerous. ????” [The Age] and “Chris Russell’s constant and irresistible four to the floor blues guitar and howling voice get stronger and stronger with each performance.” [Unpaved]. This time, when writing Drive he stopped listening to music all together, so as to hear his own voice amongst everything else. Heading down a rabbit hole of film noir, the fast dialogue, relentless narrative and dog-leg plot turns fired his imagination to write from a different perspective.
With the additional perspective change – enter one Dave Folley – putting fire on the drums, in Diamond Dave’s first recorded contribution to the outfit, things were happening in a whirlwind. Risks taken, more done, exercise books filling rapidly with black ink, no expense or overdub spared: the gut instincts were driving and the difference is incendiary. Hop in. Let’s roll.
Drive mc
Drive zippy