
My increasing tendency to sop up laboriously slow and methodical roots music like it was jalapeno-vinegar gravy (that is to say, I'd lap it up with cornbread from my plate and yours, and a straw if need be) is quickly becoming the stuff of parody. So when I saw the description on the new Lambchop record that "they take a mellow and contemplative Leonard Cohen-like turn," I almost didn't play it at first, like it would just be courting the prurient side of my being. But I s...
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