(Teepee) www.teepeerecords.com
This one's got the best porno-fake out cover I've seen since Ricky Donnelly taught me the Land O' Lakes trick in the 4th grade, and it perfectly sums up Drunk Horse's skewed sense of evil slacker humor. Musically, it's prime 'Horse, which is to say it sounds like ZZ Top and the AC/DC all at once, an acid boogie group grope slathered in BBQ sauce that brings to mind 4 AM burrito binges at lost highway 7-11's, crackly TV's with tinfoil rabbit ears tuned to the Midnight Special, and fed-up girlfriends walking out the door for the last time. Drunk Horse do the Woo-hoo's and the Goddamns almost as good as Cherry Valance, and their sweet, expansive guitars are world class, even if they couldn't care less about being anything more then the life of the drunk tank. Thank Christ Teepee had the good sense to mop up Man's Ruin's mess and give these cats another nationwide forum to get all good n' greasy with themselves. Oh yeah, and opener "National Lust" has to got to be the Camaro hit of summer '03, if not for it's frizzle fry sneak attack riffs, then for the lyrics, which pretty much have to be about wanting to fuck Britney Spears. All in all, not bad for a bunch of guys that kill record labels and dress like they lost a bet. Not bad at all.