If your car is in the front yard, and you’re sleeping with your clothes on, then you know what I’m talking about when I say its time to get LIT.
Although they may be known for being their own worst enemies, the guys from Lit have teamed up with the notorious Producer/Singer/Songwriter Butch Walker to complete their latest opus, as yet untitled. I dropped in on the boys at Walker’s studio in Santa Monica to have a listen and catch up.
I have an obsession with Southern Rock. I have only told very close friends about this, as admitting to rocking out to some Foghat gets you no RAB points. (That’s Rockabilly points to you squares)
Southern Rock gets a bad rap because some people associate it with the mouth-breathing, red-neck good-ole-boys that blast it outta their tape decks. For me, it takes me back to when I was growing up in the early 70s in Southwestern PA. When coolness was defined by my sister’s full length embroidered jean jacket and my brother’s long hair and aviator sunglasses. When a walking through the woods led you to bombed out lean-tos where kids smoked drugs and carved “Lynyrd Skynyrd” into tree trunks. Dude. And, all it takes is some sweet guitar pickin’ and the high hat to take me back to a carefree summer…
Admittedly, you can get sick of the oldies station and their usual rotation of Southern Rock. There really aren’t any contemporary bands playing in the style of our Dixie brethren. And, then, like the glint of sunshine off an Old English pull-tab, enter Good Man Down.
I caught up with bass player Kevin Baldes after their set at the Hootenanny: