Country and blues music has always mined the lifeâ€™s mundane moments and extracted nuggets of domestic mythology shimmering with love, lust, booze, blood, tears, asphalt and diesel fuel.Â With these elements masters like Hank Williams Sr., Neil Young, Townes Van Zandt and Bob Dylan – and latter day troubadours like Bruce Springsteen, Steve Earle and Chris Knight – transcend whatever genre they are bridled with and forge minor pedestrian masterpieces.
This second solo release from Sioux City, IAâ€™s Mat D (Mat deRiso) draws from the same humanistic sources. Assuming a more Americana tone than the country-rock his Profane Saints offers, Plank Road Drag works a well-worn sonic landscape but still manages to uncover many dusty gems.
Resurrection Cadillac, the album opener is bathed in the sanctified blues of Leadbelly and Lightnin’ Hopkins as it lurches forward like a revved-up version of Led Zeppelinâ€™s back-porch stomper Black Country Woman.
Street souls collide in Ford Marriage. Mat D colorfully throws his Born to Run-style tramps toward a ramshackle weddingÂ – â€œI’ll trade a fan belt and a hub cap for a suit-coat and a tie, weâ€™ll use her panties a a veil and wrap an old rag around her thigh and make a bouquet out of tumbleweeds and hold on â€˜til we die, my my.â€ – until passionâ€™s heat burns away all thatâ€™s left is matrimonial ash – â€Turns out a house of love donâ€™t run on truck-stop grease and gasoline.â€
Doomed romance continues with Cannonball as family plight and hardship runs as rough as their path toward Texas. Three A.M. refuels the dirt-floor romance, gliding like a fever-dream vision of trailer-part trysts. 40 Watt Moon is the fever aftermath recounting beautiful memories and empty bottles.
Ribbon of Dirt uses the hard-bluegrass of Steve Earleâ€™s Copperhead Road to tell another hard tale of the roadâ€™s siren call and Motorbelle is a beautiful, moody white-trash serenade â€œshe was silver and gold from the trailer, she was sequins and jewels from the trash, she was flesh, she was blood,she was lonely, spilling out of old strapless dress with her big hair all pinned up and perfect all that Tammy Faye make-up a mess.â€
The album closes with the bluegrass-tinted title song, where Mat d uses hillbilly poetry that could easily be inspired by watching the Coen brothersâ€™ O Brother, Where Art Thou? with the sound down and Guy Clark on the turntable turned way up high.
Mat D’s Plank Road Drag is an ambitious record that hits on all cylinders to set a high water mark for any other contender for this yearâ€™s album of the year.