I went to the Delta Cafe with my friend Devo a while ago (4 or 5 years back) and there was this interesting band playing called Trashcan Joe. I couldn't stop listening to them. They had this new roots vibe that meshed with a garage parts sound that begged to be appreciated. I did. One guy had a banjo that seemed to be made out of a trashcan lid and there was also a singing saw that added to the already dreamy set. Recently, my buddy Luke came to town and we went to The Moon and Sixpence to see them, which is their regular gig every Wednesday night, and they had really come into their own. The sound was perfected. Every nuance of their live set was fun and inclusive. Their rendition of Pure Imagination (Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory) had every one's ear bent to the mobile troubadour that skipped happily along in suspendered plaid pants playing the crowd as he sang beautifully.
If I had to give them a genre I would make up a new one that would include Trashcan Joe and most of Quackhammer's stuff (Coming to this Blog soon) called Slipshod Neo-Marquee.
They have a new album called Real Life. <----Click here to buy it.
