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Bucky Fereke, Give Me All of My Apostrophes Angels (Happy Enchilada Records)




Bucky Fereke, Give Me All of My Apostrophes Angels (Happy Enchilada Records)


10/24/13



 Head south on Route 3, away from the safe malls of Nashua, and keep going until you see the burning overturned delivery trucks and groups of demon trolls fighting with gang members and you’ll know you’re in Lowell, Mass., current home of this self-declared “outlaw folkie,” which is actually a pretty proper catchall for the guy. His megaphoned Randy Newman-vs-Captain Beefheart voice is the perfect delivery method for his punch-drunk lyrics (he rhymes “dead bird” with “Medford,” something I don’t think anyone has ever done before). But you want to know about his kickass Lindsey Buckingham-style unplugged guitar lead-work, I’m sure, which is found on songs like serial-killer angst-a-thon “Cut Her Down.” This isn’t to say he’s an awesome guitar player — the off-key train-wreck in “My Time” dispels that with aplomb. Matter of fact, after about seven songs he doesn’t even bother tuning his guitar as far as I can tell, but that only makes the record more awesome than it already is. The production is no better or worse than the first few Rolling Stones albums, totally not meant for digital delivery — like I said, awesome. He’ll be at Brew’d Awakening in Lowell on Nov. 2. A+ — Eric W. Saeger






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