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A Derby Spiritual

A Derby Spiritual

A revisit to Drunk’s 1996 debut A Derby Spiritual will reveal to the listener a record more charming, gentle and — dare I say — colourful than its stoic, 90s slow-core reputation might insist. And one might even note that Rick Alverson’s voice has a defeated Tom Petty lilt heretofore unchecked. The Richmond band sound careful, creaky and lean to be sure. But the decades have allowed this old sad bastard a warming amber glow. The black hole radio play at the end of the stunning opener ā€œCollarboneā€ seems to predict the coming of ā€˜Yankee Hotel Foxtrot.’ And here in the curious present, strummers like ā€œGermany Skies," ā€œGideon’s Trumpetā€ and ā€œGizmo" could be slotted in right alongside the indie-country boom of today. The odd waltz of accordion and violin on cuts like ā€œIndeliberate Matrimonyā€ and ā€œComing Homeā€ sound — dare I say again — like ā€˜The Lonesome Jubilee’-era Mellencamp at the bottom of a barrel of hooch. Alverson’s lyricism drifts betwixt the hopeful nihilism of fellow VA-songwriter/poet of the era David Berman and the profound post-beat minimalism of Robert Creeley. I swear, when he sighs ā€œI feel willy-nill/I pissed upon your window sillā€ on the high-n-lonesome harmonica-forward ā€œWindow Sillā€ it sounds damn-near romantic in the Lendermanian sense of the word. Yes, it’s reassessment time, friends. And what an auspicious time to reassess! As part of Jagjaguwar’s 30th anniversary, we are pressing A Derby Spiritual,Ā Jag’s second-ever release, on vinyl for the first time. A three-decade wrong at long last made right. In fact, we’re putting a handful of those early Charlottesville era of Jagjaguwar releases on wax as part of the label’s 30th anniversary celebration. Stay tuned for more on the matter. Jagjaguwar is for lovers.

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A Derby Spiritual—

$41.03

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A revisit to Drunk’s 1996 debut A Derby Spiritual will reveal to the listener a record more charming, gentle and — dare I say — colourful than its stoic, 90s slow-core reputation might insist. And one might even note that Rick Alverson’s voice has a defeated Tom Petty lilt heretofore unchecked. The Richmond band sound careful, creaky and lean to be sure. But the decades have allowed this old sad bastard a warming amber glow. The black hole radio play at the end of the stunning opener ā€œCollarboneā€ seems to predict the coming of ā€˜Yankee Hotel Foxtrot.’ And here in the curious present, strummers like ā€œGermany Skies," ā€œGideon’s Trumpetā€ and ā€œGizmo" could be slotted in right alongside the indie-country boom of today. The odd waltz of accordion and violin on cuts like ā€œIndeliberate Matrimonyā€ and ā€œComing Homeā€ sound — dare I say again — like ā€˜The Lonesome Jubilee’-era Mellencamp at the bottom of a barrel of hooch. Alverson’s lyricism drifts betwixt the hopeful nihilism of fellow VA-songwriter/poet of the era David Berman and the profound post-beat minimalism of Robert Creeley. I swear, when he sighs ā€œI feel willy-nill/I pissed upon your window sillā€ on the high-n-lonesome harmonica-forward ā€œWindow Sillā€ it sounds damn-near romantic in the Lendermanian sense of the word. Yes, it’s reassessment time, friends. And what an auspicious time to reassess! As part of Jagjaguwar’s 30th anniversary, we are pressing A Derby Spiritual,Ā Jag’s second-ever release, on vinyl for the first time. A three-decade wrong at long last made right. In fact, we’re putting a handful of those early Charlottesville era of Jagjaguwar releases on wax as part of the label’s 30th anniversary celebration. Stay tuned for more on the matter. Jagjaguwar is for lovers.