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Friday, March 1, 2024

Tape Trading: Bare Jr. at 3rd & Lindsey, Nashville TN 1999

Bare Jr.
ARTIST: Bare Jr.

VENUE: 3rd & Lindsey, Nashville TN; February 28, 1999

SOURCE: 50-minute FM broadcast, performance (9), quality (9)

TRACKLIST: Intro/ Boo-Tay/ Nothin’ Better To Do/ Give Nothing Away/ Patty McBride/ I Hate Myself/ Tobacco Spit/ Naked Albino/ Love-Less/ Soggy Daisy/ You Blew Me Off/ Faker

COMMENTS: Having more in common with 1980s-era rabble-rousers like the Replacements or Jason & the Scorchers than with the vast majority of laid-back, cornpone-eating, Hank-quoting singer/songwriters in “No Depression” garb, Bare Jr. tend to lean more heavily towards the “rock” side of the country-rock equation. Fronted by, well, Bobby Bare Jr, son of the country legend, Bare Jr. the band kick out a high-voltage mix of punk-flavored rock and roots country that plays along the fringe of the current alt-country craze.

This show was a homecoming of sorts, a triumphant return to the Music City after the band had received rave reviews in the mainstream music press for their debut LP, wired live performances and spirited television appearances. Broadcast live on Nashville’s “Radio Lightning,” WRLT-FM from a packed local club, Bare Jr. pulled out all the stops to entertain their home audience. The show’s setlist here is skewed heavily towards material from Boo-Tay, their major label debut, playing most of the album, adding plenty of running commentary from the band in between songs. Although there’s not a bad song here, a few particularly strong performances do stand out.

Bare Jr's Boo-Tay
Among them, there’s a rocking “I Hate Myself,” dedicated by Bare to “every woman I ever dated.” The song starts out mild, focusing on Bare’s introspective lyrics, before spiraling out of control into a black hole of anguished vocals and unrequited love. The senior Bare joins the band for a raucous rendition of “Love-Less” while “You Blew Me Off,” the band’s semi-hit single from the Varsity Blues movie soundtrack, drives the audience wild with its madly discordant guitar riff and Bare’s over-the-top vocals. Ronnie McCoury, fresh from recording an album with Steve Earle and his father’s respected Del McCoury Band, joins the Bare Jr. boys for a show-closing, bluegrass-styled “Hee Haw” version of the band’s “Faker.”

Bare Jr.’s musicianship is top-notch, the band energetically mixing twin guitars, mandolin and the traditional bass guitar/drums rhythm section into a powerful, original sound. What really makes Bare Jr. stand out, however, is Bare’s off-kilter vocals which are often strained to the point of painfulness, and the unbridled recklessness that the band brings to each performance. They adhere to the cowpunk credo: twang it loud! These guys obviously enjoy what they’re doing and we enjoy hearing it.

Review originally published as a “Roll The Tape” column in Live! Music Review, 1999

Monday, February 26, 2024

Vintage Review: Bare Jr's Boo-Tay (1998)

Bare Jr's Boo-Tay
The son of country star Bobby Bare, Junior’s music bears only a passing resemblance to that of his father. Sure, there’s plenty of country influence here – how could you grow up in Nashville in the 1970s and ‘80s with artists like Johnny Cash, George Jones, Willie Nelson and the like hanging around town and not soak some of it up? For Bobby Bare, Jr. however, country is not a means to an end, but rather a flavor to add to his energetic stew of Southern rock and punkish attitude.

The material on Boo-Tay blows away 99% of the alt-country poseurs trying to ride a rising trend to fame and fortune. As a band, Bare Jr. kick out the motherfucking jams with a vigor that surely has Hank spinning in his grave. Boo-Tay’s guitar-driven songs burn with a fervor I’ve only heard matched by Jason & the Scorchers and, more recently, Slobberbone, with the young Bare’s wonderfully imperfect vocals often spiraling out of control like a drunken dervish while guitarist Michael Grimes tears off razor-sharp riffs like some sort of bloodthirsty predator.
 
Bare’s songs tread familiar lyrical ground, albeit with his own peculiar individual twist, the subject matter ranging from self-loathing and lost innocence to betrayal and unrequited love. Cuts like “The Most,” “Faker,” “Why Don’t You Love Me” and the wickedly dark “I Hate Myself” (written with Shel Silverstein) are overflowing with brilliant imagery, not-so-subtle wordplay and hard-rocking instrumentation. One of the more engaging debut discs this year, Boo-Tay is a welcome introduction to the talents of Bare Jr. (Immortal/Epic Records, released 1998)

Review originally published by Alt.Culture.Guide™ 

Bare Jr.