Review: WOOL ON WOLVES // Grey Matter
November 27, 2010
Edmonton’s Wool On Wolves show the early signs of being one of the bands that we’ll revere in ten years. With plaintive and evocative songs played with a lot of fuel, this debut album has all the charm of early Wilco or Son Volt. Here we are on the third track and the band has the balls to just let it all hang out for a couple minutes of noise, drum cacophony and general discomfort. Perfect.
Some parts aren’t played terribly well, and really, we wouldn’t want them to be. So many bands suffer the curse of perfection. Its refreshing to hear a record that sounds like a band playing music and not like it was painstakingly neutered in some computer for months. A band willing to revel in the moment as it stood, on that day in that place with those people.
They’re not breaking new ground, but they’re treading the alt-roots-rock path with honesty, dirty socks, unwashed hair, and all the energy they can muster. And that’s pretty much all we need.
If Thick As Thieves is any indication – these guys live together, they play together, and if all goes well they’ll die together. No, not in some Lynard Skynard fashion, but old and grizzled and perfectly content on the porch of some cabin in the Alberta mountains, still strumming out songs about a Bird In The Bush or Red Roses.