The Heckhounds, Bad Dog
(Self-released, CD)
Online music monolith iTunes neatly files
Bad Dog, the latest album from Montpelier’s
The Heckhounds,
under “blues.” And that’s not entirely inappropriate, I guess. But I
much prefer the band’s self-applied designation, “hopped-up
country-blues.” Simple, sure. But it piques the listener’s curiosity.
What’s more, it accurately clues us in to what we can expect to find
over the album’s brisk 10 tracks.
The album opens on “Bad Luck and Trouble,” two time-honored blues
and country themes. Stylistically leaning more toward the former, the
song introduces the trio as a lean, no-frills outfit. Appropriately
lo-fi, the song, like the rest of the disc, exudes a refreshingly
minimalist aesthetic — especially when compared to the tendency of many
modern blues acts to gussy up their sound with highfalutin’ adornments
like horns and overly wet guitars. Nothing against that approach, per
se, but I prefer my blues steamy and raw. Here, The Heckhounds deliver
just that.
There is no virtuoso guitar ripping, overblown harp noodling or vocal howling to be found on Bad Dog.
The performances are, by and large, tastefully and — I mean this as a
compliment — even lazily restrained. The disc is decidedly rough around
the edges, which creates a warm, familiar feel. Slide guitarist Hal
Mayforth offers languid, swampy lines, which guitarist and harp player
Michael Murdock matches with gruff, understated vocal turns. Meanwhile,
drummer Kevin Morrison keeps the time with hazy torpidity.
If the album has a failing, it’s that the songwriting occasionally
borders on cliché. Granted, blues — even the hopped-up country variety
— is not exactly known for lyrical innovation. But tunes such as “Black
Cadillac” and “Bad Reputation” tread too close to genre contrivance for
comfort.
However, such moments are the exception, not the rule. Mayforth and
Murdoch often prove to be sly tunesmiths, particularly on “Nobody
Knows,” “Lucky Little Girl” and the surprisingly touching “I Bought My
Baby a Wig.”
The Heckhounds likely won’t blow you away with otherworldly chops. But with Bad Dog,
they offer a humble, satisfying take on blues and country that should
keep local toes a-tapping in area barrooms just the same.