Rockzillaworld -- web site mirror

How much can one fan of OKOM (Our Kind Of Music) accomplish in just a couple of years? Plenty, if it's Rockzilla, aka photographer Michael Johnson. From 2003 to 2005, rockzilla.net was a chronicle of the alt.country scene from a uniquely Texan perspective. But all good things must end, and Rockzilla has retired from the online 'zine scene.

This mirror site was copied from the rockzilla.net site with the express permission of Rockzilla hisself. If you don't believe me, go to the KHYI-Fans email list and ask him! Buddy will back me up, too.



 Music Reviews

 Concert Calendar

 Global Edition


 

Departments

Home
 
New Reviews
 
Review Archives
 
Quick Notes
 
Feature Articles
 
Americana Poetry Consortium
 
Mindless Thoughts
 
Rockzilla Rants
 
Concert Calendar
 
Contact Info
 
Staff
 
Artist Links
 
Sponsors
 
Buy Stuff
 
Site Search
 
Buddy Sikes' House Page
 
Photos
 
   
 

Eli & Young Band
Eli & Young Band
By Jud Block

One of my favorite aspects of the music world has always been the influences bands will claim in order to legitimize themselves as being rooted in anything except whatever the current trend might be in any given era. Of course, these days everyone is either a convenient devotee of garage rock or soul - - depending, it seems, on the individual's or group's facility in procuring a bass player. But even this recent trend pales in comparison to the amusement I get from the late '60s and '70s when every scone-eatin'-tea-swillin' white British musical dandy with hair past the collar laid claim to the blues. Naturally, being the reverent sort that I am, I won't name any names, but think blimps and coffee additives. Oh, certainly, on occasion these bands would hit upon a decent blues riff or even cover a classic blues song, but their claims of influence lie more along the lines of a wishful idolatry than in anything substantive. So, what is the point of this tangent, except for the chance to take a few shots at venerated classic rock fossils? Well, it's pretty much this - - the Eli & Young Band don't make any claims for their music whatsoever, yet on their outstanding debut, the hybrid influences are at once noticeable and blended to form a distinctive sound.

Whatever is responsible for bringing Michael Eli and James Young together - - whether it be God, Fate, depravity, or a shared cell - - needs to be bought a round or two because along with Bryan Tyler, Jon Jones, and Chris Thompson, they have produced one of the more pleasant musical surprises I have come across in quite a while. Having either written or co-written all eleven tracks, Eli & Young manage to combine elements of rock, country, pop, and folk into a unique style that is all their own. As I listened to this disc I couldn't help but think that there are many current, more experienced songwriters who could learn a thing or two from these guys.

The opening track, "I'm in Love," is of the roadhouse burner variety. It is definitely not country-rock but it does have elements of both. The roaring, bouncing guitar riff that carries the song has a twang to it, but it also provides that ephedra rush integral to any rock song worth its cojones. And while the lyrics will never be mistaken for, say, a lost Brent Best or James McMurtry composition, at least they're not insulting to the intellect.

I'm in love
And I said I'm crazy
Yeah, babe, you shake me through and through
I'm in love
I said, and I'm falling
Hear heaven calling me and you

"Show You How to Love Again" is a fine bit of amplified folk, reminding me a lot of David Wilcox's experiments with electricity. Even the vocals have a similarity to Wilcox's smooth baritone and phrasings. The gritty guitar work, which never overpowers the song, complements and serves to emphasize the lyrics, which deal with the frustration usually associated with someone's best intentions.

I don't care, you can live your life alone
I was only trying to show you how to love again
Trying to try to chip away your heart of stone
I was only trying to show you how to love again

On to a more pop landscape, "Know I Would" is the kind of summer's day sound that can be imagined blasting beachside, poolside, or driving down the road with the windows down. It's a simple feel-good song with just enough of a Charlie Robison vibe to delineate it from kindercore. The perfect song for when the rum hits you just right.

If I ever got that '56 that I always wanted
I'd drive down to LA
Cruise along some beachfront road
Playing Surfin' USA
If I ever won the lottery
I'd buy a house in the hills
I'd give some of it to charity
And I'd spend the rest of it on thrills

The song that really grabbed my attention on this exceptionally strong collection was "When You Come My Way." The reason is very simple: The beginning of the song bears a strong resemblance to Slobberbone's "That Is All." And while the Eli & Young Band will never be confused for that North Texas juggernaut, when those guitars kick in it's like listening to a damn good version of Slobberbone Lite. A song about reunion that includes a little reflection combined with alcohol and hard guitars, what's not to like?

When you come down my way
Here I hope you'll stay
Maybe for a while
Not just a day
When you come down my way
I haven't seen you in so long
There's a lot to get caught up on
Pull up a chair
Pour a drink that's strong
Haven't seen you in so long

The Eli & Young band are an aberration in that their influences are readily discernible, but their sound is all their own. They don't make claims they can't back up; hell, they don't make any claims at all. And on Eli & Young Band, that all adds up to nothing less than great music.
www.eli-young-band.com

Contact Jud Block at jud-at-rockzilla.net

 

 
Read the Rockzillaworld Guestbook
Sign the Rockzillaworld Guestbook
   
 

 
     
The opinions expressed by individual columnists do not necessarily reflect the opinions of Rockzillaworld. All content ©2003 Rockzillaworld. All rights reserved. No part of this site may be reproduced or copied without the written permission of the site owner. This includes html code.