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"We’ve tried to write love songs…but somehow somebody always ends up dying in the end” says Matthew Camirand. He and his bandmates have created a diverse mix of tracks for their debut album, following on from the ‘Soldiers of Christ EP’. The title track from that EP is one of the best things on the record with its country-blues dynamic and mood of resignation to fate, which becomes a motif of the record. “Our time is so short/ it’s just God’s little joke/ let’s show him how little we care” sings Camirand in ‘Kick The Dust’ before the song recommends the Blood Meridian approach to death: “let’s drink, let’s cuss, let’s fight and let’s fuck/ let’s raise a cup to our friends” they sing, before everyone still living joins in for a raucous chorus.
When they’re not being fatalistic, the lyrics are spiky, as on ‘Work Hard, For What?’ and ‘Your Boyfriends’ Blues’, which have a touch of Conor Oberst vitriol about them. Musically, the songs veer between old-timey country rhythms (‘Most Days’), spooky deep-in-the-woods Americana (‘In the Forest, Under the Trees’), Gun Club gutter-blues (‘Let It Come Down’) or drone-rock (‘Good Lover’). The “it’s a shitty world/ with a shitty heart” message is a bit relentless over the course of a full-length record but the band manage to mix it up with enough punk spirit (it was part-recorded in the Vancouver studio of Dante DeCaro, ex of Hot Hot Heat) to make it more than nihilistic worrying. But if you’re after reassurance that things really are this bad and who gives a flying one anyway, ‘Kick Up The Dust’ makes a perfect accompaniment to a bottle of Jack and a shovel for all the shit that’s coming your way.