Misfits Jubilee

Description

The ever-elusive Americana maverick Jim White returns with his most upbeat, hallucinogenic record to date, on the Loose Music label.

Known for his catalog of dark ruminations on all things Southern, Whites latest outing, Misfits Jubilee, features a nonstop parade of manic, blue-collar conflagrations exploring realms dark and light, mystic and mundane, cynical and heartfelt; all presented within a buoyant, hook-laden sonic framework.

The raucous opener, Monkey in a Silo, provides a delirious peek into the drug-addled psyche of a teenage dope smuggler. From that ignominious jumping off point down the rabbit hole we go, pin-balling through a maze of quirky, marginalized characters jubilantly embracing various stages of existential undoingwho knew falling to pieces could be so much fun?

And yet nestled comfortably amidst the high-octane sturm und drang of Misfits Jubilee lie several sanguine jewels; the ebullient 80s indie folk-rockesque The Sum of What Weve Been and the moody, piano-driven Mystery of You come breezing in as bonafide crowd pleasers, dispelling any thought of relegating White to some narrow, fringe-artist category.

Known for his intricately layered, highly cinematic production values (his songs appear in numerous film and TV scores; Breaking Bad, last years feature film El Camino, and more) Whites novelistic eye for detail is fully on display in the darkly comedic Highway of Lost Hats. Featuring a lovelorn loser on the run from the law, White juxtaposes samples from actual US police chases against a steady stream of Southern Rock cliches. Highway of Lost Hats is a sonic carjacking veering recklessly across several major genre lanes, rendering it more a short noir film than a songsomething to be watched, only with ones ears, not eyes.

Plunging headlong into Misfits Jubilee one central truth emergesthe further White dives into the material, the deeper said material gets, culminating with the closing couplet of epic show stoppers. First comes the sprawling kitsch of My Lifes a Stolen Picture (replete with stadium anthem chants and shout-outs to Bigfoot), but the ribald mood is quickly displaced by the most overtly political song on the record, The Divided States of America. A scathing indictment of the sorry state of affairs in his homeland, Whites deadpan delivery brilliantly underscores the banal evil at play presently in the US.

Yeah, its time to call bullshit on all that nonsense. White says from his home in rural Georgia, Us freaks, we gotta take up musical arms and start speaking truth to power here. If we dont, who exactly will?

Recorded primarily at Studio Caporal in Antwerp, Belgium, this record marks a departure from Whites usual hopscotch approach to collaborationno bevy of celebrated guest artists and studios scattered across the globe this go-round. No, its just multi-instrumentalist White, his longtime drummer Marlon Patton, plus trusted Belgian sidemen Geert Hellings (guitar/banjo) and Nicolas Rombouts (electric & stand-up bass/keys), and the pared-down chemistry on display here lends Misfits Jubilee a sonic integrity that far exceeds any of Whites previous efforts.

Misfits Jubilee draws from an array of original songs penned by White over the span of several decadesscattered among the recent compositions are songs back-burnered in previous epochs by Whites major label handlers, this after said songs were deemed too extreme for his brand. With no such middle-man constraints this go-round, in Misfits Jubilee White has found the perfect vehicle to unleash his twisted take on southern folk rock. As Whites protagonist in the song Wonders Never Cease defiantly declares, A motels as good a place as any to let your demons fly!

Amen, Brother White. The Americana maverick has let his sonic demons fly herein, setting the skies fully ablaze, like some LSD fueled 4th of July fireworks spectacular. Get ready to be dazzled.