Shakey Graves describes himself only as “a gentleman from Texas.” I couldn’t agree more; this dude is a gentleman in every respect. Case in point: album opener ‘Unlucky Skin’ (manages to transition from 7/4 to 5/4 time without any indiction that he’s showing off, let alone being the least bit dishonest about his motives.
Despite all it’s inventiveness and artistry, Roll the Bones remains a shockingly genuine folk record. It’s also probably the first time since the mid 90s that I’ve heard an entire album of “lo-fi” and not been like “o i c wut u did thar”. ‘City in a Bottle’ live just sweetens the deal, proving that Shakey Graves has the balls to do Waits-esque neo-vaudville and make it actually touch the soul.