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This record reeks of 1970's nostalgia right down to the brown-toned cover backing and band name lettering, not to mention the contents therein, audibly stacked in reverb and rousing feed-driven fanfare and plenty o' the guitar Rock and groove quality those many high collared low cuts among us are sure to appreciate with their next shot o' the good stuff.

Call it Rock & Roll cuz that's all it is and ever aspires to be and you know what? It's enough. Then again just call it Bob Seger and you're close enough to getting the same result. "Goddamn God Bless" is the first one that stands out at ya, not a slight on the "What I Found" opener before it, this one's just got an extra round to fire off…

Sling together slabs o' Sabbath, Southern fried Blues and Boogie and a little of the Kiss chord simplicity, made loud to be played loud and that kinda talk which should always apply and sometimes falls on understandably deaf ears. The Brought Low, bring it in a manner most of us are unaccustomed to or can't remember far enough back to fully appreciate -- but trust me, it don't take long. Stick around long enough and you'll know what I mean.

Delightfully sober, which is a kind way of saying these aren't your atypical bong-loading leaf worshippers regurgitating the same five finger fuzz fray in a vacuum, bore ya to tears cause when it comes time to placing name to song, you can't well imagine where the Hell you were two minutes ago let along two songs! There's some of that old fashioned down home cooking but nary a Pop lick or bubbly chorus to obscure the view which, whilst quickly getting blurred, lasts long enough for you to appreciate an honest album of loosely fitted Hard Rock and faded blues. The Brought Low brought it with them… coming soon to crash a poker game near you.