October, 2001

vol 4, num 11

 
The first impression of this band is a Social Distortive-overtone that's wily and quick, with a shotgun-riding, Rockabilly swagger that swings from the vine of yesterday's swing and sway, a back woods perspective, and black and white recollections. I don't quite get the name GRAFTON, since we're not dealing with any apparent band member's moniker, but I do like the song titles. 

"Buckshot Girl," which ranks among the top two or three here, is a good example. But, stick around a while. There's quite a few, like "Tom Sellek" (not my own misprint, it's sans "C" and has nothing whatsoever to do with the actor I assume), but hey, they could've chosen worse, although I did hear that Lee Horsley was no longer available. Still, like that "Buckshot Girl" tune from before, it's got the makings of a Rock radio hit, although it'll never come close without that all elusive break afforded hardly any an upstart Indie-Rocker.

The tunes are high caliber and richly produced. In fact, it's among the best I've heard yet from this label that's still churning out some of the best Mid-Western Rock and Soul this side of, well, Diana Ross singing the Star Spangled at Shea? Maybe not, but I like these guys. They've got rhythm and they ain't afraid to get their hands dirty and rub 'em on the pants of a catchy groove, or Setzer-like six string break.

"Phineas Gage" is another one for the thumbs up category. If you can't get into this groove - we're talking foot tapping, knee-slapping, frame-thumpin' good time Rock that's comfortably at home at a backyard barbecue or your neighbors garage, then you're in trouble.

 There's also little evidence of an identity crisis, or some hum-drum hallowness that's quickly learned by many a new act with too much digitized space to fill.

"The Best Part Of La Grange" is, well, I don't know what it is, but I'm sure somewhere in the lines they're telling us. I'm just too busy getting into the music to pick out the words. By around this point in the album, the lean years Replacements come to mind - say around "Hootenanny" and "Tim" era stuff, since It's less abrasive than their Punk youth and less polished than their Sire Records sell-out. GRAFTON has little trouble following the lead of said acts who've built their names on underground cred, emotive Power Rock and Jive principles.

Yes, GRAFTON is a funny name and the old family photos do well to somehow draw attention to their Southern roots, but make no mistake, they're arriving at their earliest stage where many before them took two to three albums to develop. What else can ya say about a band conscious enough to quote James Wright on the back cover. Save your pennies and go out and get the record. It ain't like you gotta worry about them going out of style. Hell, this kinda music was never in style. That's what makes it so great. Go ask the MC5 and if that don't work, go ask your father!

Artist Grafton
Title Grafton
Label Derailleur Records
Reviewer Vinnie Apicella
Rating
web site Grafton Home Page
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