In the age of the Internet-fueled music and fandom, is it fair to say that music is still dictated by the region it comes from? Now that our country is paved over with pre-fab suburbs and increasingly Disney-fied downtown districts, I often wonder if it’s possible (or even important) to maintain regional distinctions.
The Grisly Hand is proud of its Midwestern roots. And though I imagine that Kansas City, MO is a proper city (or at least as proper as any city that isn’t New York can be), it’s not difficult to hear the swaying of wheat in the breeze in the rhythm on “Western Ave.” “Still Feelin’ Blue” is a regular old barnstomper. “Black Coffee” is a rollicking drinking song (because that’s the only thing to do out there, right?)
The four songs on this EP pack a huge punch. I look forward to a time when The Grisly Hand can bring the Midwest to the rest of the country.