Every now and again a record lands on the turntable that is a mystery wrapped up in an enigma hidden in a spellbinding ball of magic, be it good or bad it is never less intriguing and alluring and with absolutely zero social media presence no publicity nothing nada zilch – welcome ladies and gentlemen to the Dynamic Drinking Club. A mysterious bunch of vagabonds and neer-do wells who have a drink in their hand and a twisted melody drenched in Dark red wine-stained lyric sheets that conjure up the spirit of Kusworth, Thunders, Classic Dogs at their exceptional acoustic balladeering best and a fiddle some sweep of ragged desperados trying to figure out why they met how they met and how they managed to draw these tunes out of their blackest of broken hearts. Or if you like a passion project of Andy Hekkandi (Trench Dogs) and Anton Meriläinen (Dave Kusworth).

It all begins gently like a sore head the morning after as ‘Siren’ not so much struts in but staggers and stumbles in on some oh-so-sweet electric guitar pinching as we drift towards the chorus and late-night broken drum beat. It takes me back to a time when only cowboy boots and teased barnet would do but your black Levi jeans only had room for some lucky strikes and any money you have spare to buy some thunderbird wine as the honk of this smouldering intro fills the air and we sway in time for the good ole days to return. Dynamic Drinking Club have arrived and I’m reaching for the tumbler and that bottle – Cheers me dears I’m already in.

Sure ‘On A Lie’ is wearing the jacket of unchartered heights whilst sounding like prime Darrel Bath when he balladeered it’s warm and maudling but oh so wonderful. You have to wait for ‘Daggers’ to swagger in before you have anything resembling an uptempo rocker and trust me it’s worth the wait.

Flip this bad boy over and we’re onto the half-empty side and More of the same is served up. ‘Shortcomings’ is just a voice acoustic guitar and soulful fiddle strumming away. Some electric guitar twitching and licking turns up for some delta blues on ‘Awful Dutch Wine’ something that will fill the hearts of a Paul-Ronny Angel with joy and some mean distorted harp honking for good measure Man that wine must have been really awful. The penultimate song ‘Gone Again’ is a darkened electric stroll down an alley mixing up some of the darkest corners of Green On Red or early Waterboys even for good measure but the song is restrained until the chorus but doesn’t really get the pulse soaring – Laid back would be an understatement. The record ends with the steaming drunk ‘The Crooked Song’ as the band gathers around the campfire and lets the music do the talking as the ole out of toon barroom Joanna gets a good rattling. Everyone takes turns in slurring out some words and raising glasses for fallen heroes and Brothers in arms and we blast off to God knows where. Still, I’ve thoroughly enjoyed this retro Rock n Roll balladeering from these mysterious shadowy figures. Still, I can say I’ve been engrossed and thoroughly enjoyed the journey – so much so I’m heading back for one more round, chin-chin drink up, and we’re off again. buy it! I’d suggest Beluga Record would be the place seeing as they released it. Good luck ya Rock n Roll pirates we’ve not had an album like this in a while and like a good bottle this one has been left to age on the shelf and in time will turn into a vintage drop of Rock n Roll.

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Author: Dom Daley