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| Poopmasters |
 This is country music the way God intended it to be. On his second set for Lost Highway, this Texas-reared singer-songwriter delivers a dozen tunes full of hard living, hard drinking and hard rocking. The album could just as well have been called Roadhouse Son as Bingham’s biography reads like the lyrics of a country song, the tale of a young talent nurtured by roughnecks and raised on rough times. Bingham’s story is one of self-reliance (reportedly, Bingham has lived on his own since his teens), salvation (finding a home as a bull-rider on a traveling rodeo circuit) and ultimately, success: a regular Wednesday night bar gig was the first step on the path to a highly-touted, incredibly well-received major label debut, 2007’s Mescalito. Yet, Bingham is certainly not content to trade on his personal history or cash in by pandering to the conventions of country music. Certainly, Bingham’s talent shines through on the expected whiskey-and-women songs ("Every night I fall asleep with whiskey in my mind / Hoping that I might wake up next to you” he sings here on “Rollin Highway Blues"). He delivers these lines with staggering authenticity, letting out the right amount of both soul and swagger as he sings each note with his tough-as-an-asphalt-road voice. While cuts like these are to be treasured and would alone be worth the album’s sticker price, Bingham regularly expands the scope of what he’s doing, both musically and thematically....full text |
| Ew |
| Everything you need to know about Bingham's worldview is encapsulated in his rhyme of ''Tijuana'' and ''marijuana'' in ''Dylan's Hard Rain,'' the second track from the hard-living Texan's latest album. Bingham isn't an innovator, he's a reanimator, and on Roadhouse Sun the 28-year-old breathes new life into alt-country clichés through the power of his weathered croon and his stiff-jangle arrangements. By the end, you'll feel like you've hitched a ride from Odessa to El Paso in the back of somebody's pickup. B...full text |
| Latimesblogs |
| If you're drifting through the desert and you stop at a honky tonk where they serve Lone Star beer in mason jars, Ryan Bingham and the Dead Horses is exactly the band you want to see rattling every fixture in the room. The rambling "Roadhouse Sun," Bingham's follow-up to 2007's "Mescalito," rifles through the dirtier pages of the American songbook -- outlaw country, roadhouse blues, wind-whipped folk -- while blowing it wide open. The waltzing and rollicking "Dylan's Hard Rain" reconsiders Bob Dylan's 1962 plaintive song as "fair warning" for a world where the "religious folk made it to Congress." The beautifully deconstructed "Change Is," clocking in at more than seven minutes, is like a track off of Wilco's "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot," if it had been doused in gasoline. "Hey Hey Hurrah" is begging to be used in the Coen Brothers' next Texas heist movie....full text |
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