DEXTER ROMWEBER
Blues That Defy My Soul (Yep Roc)
Reviewed by John Sekerka

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Shed yer tears for the late, great Flat Duo Jets, but shed them quickly, for guitar shredder Dexter Romweber picks up exactly where he last left off. Crazed, primal rock that borrows from Link Wray, The Cramps and Gene Vincent is always a welcome listen, but when dished out with just the perfect blend of skill, chutzpah and madness, it becomes darn near indispensable. Dexter picks and howls like he's got the fever, the car is running, and her daddy's pointing the shotgun. This is desperate, greasy, sweaty, speaker smoking stuff - kinda what rock and roll was all about when money wasn't plastic, and neither were the dolls.

© 2004 - John Sekerka