NOW! From Sweden
They may look like wizard-van hippies, a trio of high school dropouts livin’ the free and easy, but The Brimstone Days are really white suit preachers selling a groovy Sunday sermon. They’re dancing up and down the crowded aisles under an outdoor tent — red-faced, gripped by fever, dripping with sin, clutching their chest — convincing you to forfeit love, money, and testimony for a chance to kiss their hand. This makes the Swedish band’s second full-length, On a Monday Too Early to Tell, a smoky, lascivious, moto-soul show, and if you’re the kind of cat that takes his righteous garage-funk cool and on the rocks with a Scandinavian twist, like The Sewergrooves,
Thunder Express, Diamond Dogs, and Sweatmaster, then The Brimstone Days will easily fuel your party ’til the weekend is done. So toast this electric service and fill the collection plate. Kick it out, light it up, and take on the shake.
01 I Need Soul
02 What Do You Want
03 Confession
04 Close The Door
05 Same Old Story
06 Burry The Hatchet
07 One-Two-Two
08 Helping Hand
09 Give Me A Reason
10 On A Monday Too Early To Tell
11 Captain Tom
12 Upon Your Shoulders
13 Tuczon Arizona
14 Throw That Stone