Touched by the Southern gothic as well as the big city idea of it, Lincoln Durham proves himself ready for wider attention on this latest and greatest.
Lincoln Durham has bubbling along with some records, but intensity comes to a full boil on this latest release. Aptly titled, the record is a journey through a mind that is as comfortable with Danzig-style gothic rockabilly (“Rage and Fire and Brimstone”), loose, backwoods blues (“Prophet Incarnate”) and dashes throughout of gospel and topnotch storytelling. This is the kind of record that Jack White wishes he could make, a record that is loose, unhinged by commercial limitations or stylistic allegiances. Durham demonstrates again and again that he’s no one’s man but his own. His guitar tones on the perfectly serrated “Rusty Knife” and his stomping, howling at the moon bats in “Gods of Wood and Stone” do indeed sound like revelation. It’s an honest enough record that it can be hard to take at face value upon first listen but repeated takes reveal that Durham was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be the real deal.