Friday, 16 December 2005 05:50
Miller’s staying on Elektra sans 97’s felt like a betrayal to many longtime fans who wondered if the band would survive to make another record.
When The Old 97’s took their name from the Johnny Cash hit, “The Wreck of the Old 97”—itself a cover of a fearsome turn-of-the-century train wreck ballad—they knew what they were doing. A connection to an older, traditional roots sound, but filtered through the forefather of nasty, fuck-you punk, the band’s name fits them like black on Cash. Add the literate (and often literary) lyrics and smart pop melodies of singer/acoustic guitarist Rhett Miller and you’ve got what that old train-wreck-balladeer might sound like nowadays, if he were time-machined into modern day Dallas, Texas. And learned to loosen up a bit.