Album review: Mudcrutch, ‘2’
Overlook the legend of the original LP, that “Mudcrutch” was a great lost album from the zenith of Southern Rock’s creative and commercial success. Ignore the fact that Mudcrutch, the band, was the launching pad for one of the late-20th century’s most beloved rock-stylists, Tom Petty. You’ll be shocked to find, beyond the hype and the PR spin, that Mudcrutch is a great rock ’n roll band, plain and simple. Light on nostalgia, heavy on optimism, and packed full of classic rock goodness, “2” finds the group — dormant from 1975 to 2008 — sounding as vital as a band a third its age. Mudcrutch approaches its songs with the starry-eyed gaze of a country hippy unsheathing side two of “Eat A Peach,” tearing into each cut with the wide-grinned excitement of a garage band finding its own groove for the first time. The new album is as fiery and romantic as a youthful tryst, a rock ’n’ roll experience unsullied by the inevitable passage of time and unspoiled by the burden of experience.
Essential “Beautiful Blue”
Mudcrutch plays the House of Blues on June 15.