“I’m only quiet when I have nothing to say,” admits H.L. Ruth on “Time,” the penultimate track to The Kodiak Brotherhood’s late 2013 release, Wild Ursus.
By then though we’ve gotten a taste of TKB: a raucous outlaw country outfit from Concord, N.C. With Ruth pacing the entire affair with casually big vocals and equally powerful slide guitar, a seasoned backdrop fills out the soundscape like a yellow-lit bar in the part of town that will never be gentrified.
Almost every member of the group has roots with other bands from the area (Ruth, The New Familiars; Chris Rigo, Sugar Glyders; Ben Robinson, Swift Robinson; Derek Furr, Goldfish Andy) yet come together like next of kin at an Irish wake.
That was the worst way of saying this is balls-out drinking music. Southern rock like it was meant to sound. Rollicking anthems that touch on love and loss and finding a new way. What The Kodiak Brotherhood does in an EP is more than most bands can muster with an album.
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