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martes, 5 de diciembre de 2017

Small Time Crooks

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Small Time Crooks

Sure to put the rowdy into howdy
By: Norbert Diestelficher

Maybe now more than ever, it is good to be brought back to the good ole’ days. The Small
Time Crooks embody precisely that feeling.

Folk may be defined as the music from the heart of a community. In this day and age it is increasingly difficult to define this heart. Music that in such a way takes from the hat of 20th century sounds touches upon a feeling that remind us of what it means to be part of a
community in all its colours. In recent years the revival folk music has been able to bring
back the feeling that earlier artists such as Hank Williams, Lead Belly, or Ma Rainey brought their audiences. The Crooks are a collection of sound, image, narrative, and all out freedom. Their name exemplifies this sentiment, as it recalls a rebellion against common decency.

It was said Johnny Cash was “steady as a train, sharp like a razor.” The Crooks shake that
train and dull the blade, so your body will move and the bite won’t hurt. Taken from the Golden Age of American folk, the Crooks make a layer cake of all styles from throughout the first half of 20th century. Sounds that helped make sense of an ever changing community, leaving everyone with a warm turmoil in their guts. The warmth of recognition.

The members of the band came together because of a pure yearning to keep playing. Like
a band of outsiders would’ve gained shape on the dirt road, they play with a soul sounding
as if they sold it to the devil. It is not simply music to be listened to but it is meant to be seen, to be experienced. They have the twang in their strings, suits as sharp as nails, and rhythm that won’t quit. The band play out an outlaw idea, which breaks away into a sideshow gang of storytellers one would only encounter in a bar close to closing time. Story telling with a slur.

So listen to songs about smooth sailin’ on hardships, move like pappie and mammie did, drink as much as you can, and eat whatever you like. They’ll tell you their stories about chicken and beer. Goddamn those headaches.


Zwalfred Hollsteiner (vocals/bass/Tattoos)
Karl not Marx (vocals/Hootenanny anything that 
plings&plongs)
Schorsch Heimlich (vocals/guitar/banjo/mandoline) 
Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz (vocals/guitar/screwed, blued and tattooed)



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