BY SCOTT RECKER
The super-charged outlaw honky-tonk machine known as Whitey Morgan and the 78’s is something that — if you haven’t already — you should start investing your interest in. And, if you need any help being convinced, here’s your quintessential reason. Recorded in his hometown of Flint, MI — one of the grittiest points of the rustbelt — the strengths are cranked to full blast: that booming baritone that somehow sounds better live and with space; the tight, yet always in-the-moment band that builds and energizes one another with this bouncy brand of highway music that makes you want to jump in a car and max out the speedometer; and, simply, the commanding presence that defines so much good country music.
With the industry changing and technology becoming more accessible, it seems like we’ve been saturated in an abundance of live albums that simply exist because they can, not necessarily because they should. This isn’t one of those. It’s not a one-and-done streamer. This is something for drinking in a garage with friends or driving on the Interstate at night. And maybe the most valuable thing about this album it’s a beacon that indirectly says, ‘It’s time to stop complaining about what’s on the radio, dig for the artists that matter and get your ass to one of those shows.’
DOWNLOAD: ‘I’m on Fire,” “Turn up The Bottle,” “Cheatin’ Again”