This Bloodshot debut CD is rife with jittery hillbilly noir from the piney woods of North Carolina. Imagine the Velvet Underground stoked on Brunswick Stew instead of heroin. Join them as they hop into their Rocket 88 and head to the crossroads (listening to REM, Barbara Manning, and the Gun Club on the radio the whole way) to testify. Frontwoman Melissa Swingle will floor you with her idiot-savant slide geetar work--she even plays the saw on a couple!! Spooky country rumblings from that scary house at the end of the street your friends used to dare you to go in during full moons.
"Equal parts rootsabilly, country noir, and psychedelic folk, with Melissa Swingle turning in a tour-de-force vocal performance worthy of a backwoods Polly Harvey." Fred Mills, Magnet
"Melissa Swingle has a stunningly casual sound to her voice, a mix of natural disinterest and world-weary resolution that's so gritty it's like walking barefoot on gravel [and] conjures a sort of deep woods bottleneck slide guitar mojo which shakes across every track." Gregory Nicoll, Creative Loafing
"This Trailer Bride is hardly married to genre conventions. If you require a reference point, think Maria McKee with loads of time to kill. Here's a band just a likely to hint at Bo Diddley as Cowboy Junkies... Twang can be freaky, too." Philip Booth, Option
"Imagine actress Frances McDormand's sheriff character from Fargo... with a southern accent and Randy Newman's eye for detail." David Menconi, Raleigh-News & Observer