David Jobling
Dirty York
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Dirty York
Dirty York deliver Southern Rock drenched blues-driven, soul rock that takes no prisoners. Injecting the 'roll' back into rock and roll this Melbourne five piece release their debut single No Apologies off their forthcoming 2009 release (due out in March).
No Apologies is a foot thumpin' rumblin', heady remedy of struttin' hard rockin' goove and authentic soul, which rollicks about with all the abandon of a runaway train, and is guaranteed to put tingles in your pants.
Dirty York have experienced a successful year in 2007, their dynamic live shows have warmed the stage for the likes of The Bellrays, Rocket Science, Spencer P Jones, The New Christs and 67 Special, with rave reviews. Dirty York are relentless in their commitment to writing, recording and performing, and their debut album promises to be a real treat to anyone who appreciates top quality songcraft with good, honest delivery.
The combination of Shaun Brown's whiskey-soaked vocals, the Zep-esque six-string squallings of Benny James (ex-72 Blues), songwriter and guitarist Luke Teys (ex-Streetkid Vandal), Todd Bennett's (ex-Radio Dolls, The Murder Birds) warm bass rumblings, and Luka Szpakolski's "tight but loose" skin-work comes together in a freakish display of sonic abandon. With cool, naturally evolving chemistry apparent to all, Dirty York stands apart with their uncanny knack of making riff-heavy vintage rock so god-damn heartfelt and danceable. They boldly remind us what good rock 'n' roll is all about.
In the words of Dirty Yorks' bass player Todd Bennett :
"Music is at a crossroads, and the path you choose to travel comes down to what you believe is true and feels right, bona fide genuine leather, versus what you know deep down is cheap and shallow, plastic not classic, a poor imitation... On every street corner, in every new treeless estate beats a garage of bands that play hard and loud, prettyboy punks and pouting private-school prom-queens... But alas, if we've learnt anything from Elvis to Emo, it's that our musical legacy is a battle for hearts and minds, hard-earned dollars and good sense, a fist-fight over style and substance, tradition and trends, beauty and balls... And, the next big thing is a dime a dozen, hair today gone tomorrow... Vanity and volume may cover a multitude of sins, but the story and the soul remain the bedrock... We'd do ourselves a huge favour if we started questioning our own taste... Does this stack up? Is this the real deal? Will this toon stand the test of time? Will we still be high in the morning? Do these stones roll, man? They rock, but DO THEY ROLL? Do they roll... ?!?"
If Dirty York don't get you excited about music again - you better check your pulse.
For more information go to : dirtyyork
No Apologies is a foot thumpin' rumblin', heady remedy of struttin' hard rockin' goove and authentic soul, which rollicks about with all the abandon of a runaway train, and is guaranteed to put tingles in your pants.
Dirty York have experienced a successful year in 2007, their dynamic live shows have warmed the stage for the likes of The Bellrays, Rocket Science, Spencer P Jones, The New Christs and 67 Special, with rave reviews. Dirty York are relentless in their commitment to writing, recording and performing, and their debut album promises to be a real treat to anyone who appreciates top quality songcraft with good, honest delivery.
The combination of Shaun Brown's whiskey-soaked vocals, the Zep-esque six-string squallings of Benny James (ex-72 Blues), songwriter and guitarist Luke Teys (ex-Streetkid Vandal), Todd Bennett's (ex-Radio Dolls, The Murder Birds) warm bass rumblings, and Luka Szpakolski's "tight but loose" skin-work comes together in a freakish display of sonic abandon. With cool, naturally evolving chemistry apparent to all, Dirty York stands apart with their uncanny knack of making riff-heavy vintage rock so god-damn heartfelt and danceable. They boldly remind us what good rock 'n' roll is all about.
In the words of Dirty Yorks' bass player Todd Bennett :
"Music is at a crossroads, and the path you choose to travel comes down to what you believe is true and feels right, bona fide genuine leather, versus what you know deep down is cheap and shallow, plastic not classic, a poor imitation... On every street corner, in every new treeless estate beats a garage of bands that play hard and loud, prettyboy punks and pouting private-school prom-queens... But alas, if we've learnt anything from Elvis to Emo, it's that our musical legacy is a battle for hearts and minds, hard-earned dollars and good sense, a fist-fight over style and substance, tradition and trends, beauty and balls... And, the next big thing is a dime a dozen, hair today gone tomorrow... Vanity and volume may cover a multitude of sins, but the story and the soul remain the bedrock... We'd do ourselves a huge favour if we started questioning our own taste... Does this stack up? Is this the real deal? Will this toon stand the test of time? Will we still be high in the morning? Do these stones roll, man? They rock, but DO THEY ROLL? Do they roll... ?!?"
If Dirty York don't get you excited about music again - you better check your pulse.
For more information go to : dirtyyork
