Andrew Gilstrap is a freelance writer living in South Carolina, where he's able to endure the few weeks each year that it's actually freezing (swearing a vow that if he ever moves, it'll be even farther south). Aging into a fine curmudgeon whose idea of heaven is 40 tree-covered acres away from the world, he increasingly wishes he were part of a pair of twins, just so he could try being the kinda evil one on for size. Musically, he's always scouring records for that one moment that makes him feel like he's never heard music before, but he long ago realized he needs to keep his copies of John Prine, Crowded House, the Replacements, Kate Bush, and Tom Waits within easy reach.
If 2007 didn't invite any gripping controversies, it was certainly filled with competitive comparisons -- between young and old, past and present, and among splintered factions -- and both surprising hits and disappointing misses. All in all, a dynamic and at times resurgent year for the broad scope of Americana.
"Platinum's" crisp, punchy guitars and soaring, wide-ranging vocals bring to mind familiar Wanderwild touchstone bands like Interpol and the Strokes and act as an insistent and catchy calling card for their upcoming release.
"Black Heart" bursts through the door with heavily processed vocals and an aggressive, percussion-led arrangement that culminates in a solo that sounds like the circuits on the P-Funk Mothership are overloading.