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GRANDPABOY
Dead Man Shake (Fat Possum/Epitaph)
Reviewed by John Sekerka
What the hell do ya do when yer alias starts making better records than you? A quandary faced by none other than Mr. Replacement Paul Westerberg, or shall I say Grandpaboy? It's true, Grandpaboy has slapped down the best piece o' wax Westerberg has managed since his hooligan days in the Mats. Getting away from the recent serious singer songwriter scene, Westerberg gets back to the down and dirty blues, and has some fun with music. Brilliant, dishevelled stuff, full of piss and vinegar, and perhaps many other substances. Welcome back.
© 2004 - John Sekerka
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