It’s hard to pinpoint a specific genre to describe the sound of The Slacks. Throughout this album’s 11 tracks they move between Celtic, rock’n’roll, pop and dirty blues rock, flowing effortlessly between genres and crossing through each other at times into a non-defined exploitation of many sounds.
They like to be placed somewhere between rockabilly blues and country folk boogie woogie swing. The vocal harmonies really make this album for me, filling a void in the musical spectrum like only rock’n’roll-styled harmonies can do.
Recorded live, the fact that their harmonies are spot on every time is a tribute in itself to the talent of musicians who have also worked to master their repertoire. Recorded in Durham Hall in Taranaki, this album is a beacon to the days of things passed, the raw, rolling grooves of The Slacks taking me away to a better place.
Skip the fancy bells and whistles, this is unrefined, fun and real, harking back to the days of the basement recording era. And that’s not trade speak for bad, the production on this album is almost as good as the music itself.