AT - s/t CD

This is deeply strange shit, but would you expect any less from one of the guys behind The USA Is A Monster and Necronomitron? AT is actually one guy armed with guitars (acoustic and electric), bass, drums, and songs about the usual ups and downs of life: traveling, working, getting your heart stepped on, and bottles of forty-ounce malt liquor. The nine songs here sound like the work of a lovesick, half-drunk hillbilly working out his frustrations on his front porch with a guitar in between bottles of beer and bong hits. Think of a more eccentric Greg Weeks, a less dispossessed Daniel Johnston, or maybe a more tuneful Jandek, something along those lines. Acoustic guitar, played with flowing grace and arpeggiated lines, is the dominant sound in these songs, along with AT's surprisingly soothing voice. This is simple, unadorned stuff, but all the more effective for not being buried under unnecessary clutter. It's really surprising to hear an album like this on Corleone, but it's an album well worth hearing, especially since AT is a pretty swinging guitarist with some thought-provoking songs.