A lil' jug, some cowgirl, smudges of Betty Boop soundtracking, sneaky bordello, snarky and romantic country of course, and a variety of hybrid hybrids compose this way cool trio's dirt-road brass tack sonorities with far more grit, humor, and populist sentiment than one might suspect…and then Katy Cox proves to be one helluva fiddler on top of it all.
Shotgun Trio is a High Noon Mayberry ensemble straight out of a Mark Twain that's exceedingly deceptive in its period sound, filling out the environs masterfully with just a triad of great in-house axehandling (Jenny Parrott: gtr., vox; Katy Rose Cox: fiddle, vox; Chris Crepps: upright bass, vox) plus some guest clarinet and slide guitar. The disc's engineering is a gem in producing a perfect midground between polish, ground-level spaciousness, and ungentrified dirt roads. Jenny is sassy and devilishly seductive in a high pitched little girl's voice a good deal more knowing than the oft innocent lyrics suggest (and there's more than a trifle of double entendre, especially in cuts like "Kitchen Mechanic").
Think of the Ditty Bops joining in with Dan Hicks' Lickettes and ace backing band, and you have a fairly good Polaroid of what Shotgun Party, a very strange nomenclature for such a spunkily pacific band, really is. They swing, proto-rock, chance a tang of rag here and there, waltz about in gingham and cowboy boots, even roll out un canción and a few covers, all adeptly slotted into their nuanced style. Every cut is so well cohered that Mean Old Way hangs together like that prizewinning quilt at the county fair. No two ways about it, Shotgun Party is a hip hootenanny and a dreamy kitchen window country flirtation rolled into one sly package.
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