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What separates The Wrinkle Neck Mules from the standard fare of Southern-based country-inspired rock is a fierce passion embedded in every element of their approach, from their songwriting and singing, to the lyricism and sounds, there is a weightiness, a fiercity, almost like Apocalyptic or battlefield poetry, and very poetic, though their sonic approach and subtly keep it from coming across as dark or Gothic. It’s a great balance that conveys energy and importance, without being uncultured or immature.
No points in the quiver. The headwall comes crumbling
So hot that we shiver, and our mouths they start mumbling.
But you can try to defend, and stay off your back
But the lips get swollen, as the widow makers they make contact.
The Wrinkle Neck Mules are a tale of two singers and songwriters. Frontman Andy Stephanian has a heavy Southern, grit paper delivery to match his gritty, hard-nosed lyrical themes. He has the spirit of an old war-torn soul. You can almost see him standing in front of a line of rag tag soldiers with sword in hand, whipping them into a frenzy with a battlefield sermon about how they are men, and their lives are worth fighting for.
With his intensity, Andy Stephanian can inflict a lot of engaging elements into his compositions, a tension and epicness as can be heard in the opening track and one of the best offerings from the album, “When The Wheels Touch Down.” Andy’s intensity also shows up on “On Wounded Knee”, and pretty much every song he sings, bordering on being taxing to listen to, not from appeal, but from the empathy you feel from the energy you imagine him expelling in his performance and songcraft.
Guitar and banjo player Chase Heard is a little more straightforward, but has moments of trading intensity with Stephanian in his songwriting. I know I started off by saying these guys really weren’t country, but another standout track from the album is one of the most country of the album, “Leaving Chattanooga”. It is familiar enough to feel right, without being cliche.
The Wrinkle Neck Mules seem to be in a state of flux at the moment. They speak openly about how this album was difficult to get out, and after frontman Andy Stephanian flew off a cliff in a truck in Argentina, the band has had a very light tour schedule. Apprentice to Ghosts is a solid offering, and though it may not be right down your alley if you’re looking for country, it will be right down your alley if you’re looking for damn good.
1 1/2 of 2 guns up.
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