Graves Brothers Deluxe

Swagger. From Elvis through to Jon Spencer, it has been the spirit possessing and hip spoken force of rock. Mister Odom, the reptilian front-man of this quartet, inhabits swagger like a one-room apartment over a liquor store. The band has a past that tracks across the paths of Thin White Rope, the Loud Family and Granfaloon Bus, and they have a slippery and heavy sax and bass-driven funkiness that crosswires Morphine with a countrified Danzig. It's the sizzle you have to buy in order to enjoy the album, and there is sizzle aplenty, and musical virtuosity to spare. I just wouldn't want Mister Odom to date my daughter or crash on my couch. I suspect irreparable damage would be done to either, or both.