Twenty years ago, Grandaddy’s banged-up future was wrapped up in heavy production… now that has been stripped out, leaving only Jason Lytle, his songs, his piano, and his characteristic keening on inevitable observations.
The boys are back, fresh as ever and resplendent in stereo as they churn more of their distinctive hot-rod music, guitar-bass-drum sounds suitable for the open road and a full throttle.
A next-generation Neil Young, J Mascis blends massive guitar riffs, introspective lyrics, and a whiny delivery to great effect.
This trio of brothers make a racket that’s a lot of fun, and catchy as hack.