
The Slackers "Self-Medicated," the 13th release by the "Unknown Kings of Rocksteady," brings one word to mind: consistent energy. In the many years I have been following the Slackers, including a 3 month trial period playing trumpet alongside saxophonist, composer Dave Hilyard, for many years now and have always thought that this band has never failed to deliver. This album is no exception, with the title track a salute to the beaten soul: "My favorite medicane is whiskey and weed," to the head bobbing skank inducing number Every day is Sunday, you can't help but smile and feel great when this album plays.
A track I loved from the get go was "Don't You Want a Man Anymore" which is a dedication to anyone left behind. It has a simple message and a catchy and very bluesy horn line that you feel inside. You find yourself humming the tune driving in the car. "Don't Forget The Streets" is your standard Slackers tune about roots and rebellion. "Stars" is a new twist by the band. It seems that every album they branch out and try something new and this tune, more like a Paul Simon lullaby is a wonderful addition. The only tune I don't like is Don't Have To" which feels like the band was accidently booked to play at a Fireman's carnival opening for Spinal Tap (before the puppet show).
This band is always tight, creative and enjoyable. This album might not be the next leading force in the indie avant garde or the new pop phenomenon but this album is just F-ing fun and thats all you need to get your toe tapping sometimes.
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