COUNTRY CLUB & THE PORN HORNS - THE STATION WAGON REVOLUTION

Strange name? Strange band. Even stranger sound. Country Club & the Porn Horns sound like the kind of rock \'n\' roll you sweat to. They’re musically schizophrenic, but sharp enough to make it work. And they’re no mere imitators. In one three-minute blast, Country Club & the Porn Horns can conjure up traces of Faith No More, Little Blue Crunchy Things (mostly in the horns), Hot Stove Jimmy, Fishbone, and Rancid Yak Butter Tea Party, while still sounding resiliently individual. And they’re obsessed with Station Wagons, hence their debut full-length’s title, The Station Wagon Revolution.
Between random answering machine messages from an M.I.A. former keys player-- known simply as \"Wexler\"-- Country Club & the Porn Horns traipse through some serious musical stomping ground. There’s the horn-heavy military carnival panic attack of \"Recruits\"; the \"drivin\' your hot-rod station wagon real damn fast\" rockabilly-ish \"Squeeze It In\"; the extremely jazzy, beautifully atmospheric change of pace, \"Travel\"; and a cover of Fear’s \"New York’s Alright If You Like Saxophones\", which is raucous enough to give you callouses from stomping your feet in time to the drum-pummeling.
Country Club & the Porn Horns are one of those bands like the list mentioned above that proves there are creative musicians out there willing to do something unique with their abilities. I just hope they don’t go the path of those short-lived artists.