With bluesy swagger, a hunk of dirty guitarin' and a beat as catchy and brainless as repeated tambourine blows to the head, Devil Blare's "The Journeyman" makes us think of turtlenecked, Chelsea-boot-stomping teenagers turning over tables in the early '60s. A two-minute anthem to wayward masculinity, it's the title track of Blare's intentionally low-fi, home-recorded debut, a concept album about the life of a working-class music man. It's autobiographical: Blare (real name Devin Blair) is a high school teacher — probably, like, the coolest one ever. Swing by cdbaby.com to pick up The Journeyman and enroll in this man's course in psychedelic garage-pop awesomeness.
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You go, Devil! Good job, Pitch! For reaching past the bands that grace the bar ads on a weekly basis to grab this gem of authentic diy passion. This is a nod for the true artist/craftsman that cares about the product and not just the hollow adoration of hangers on. This is a nod for the intellectual philanthropists that this world is so starved for. But most of all it's a well deserved nod for Devin, someone who has contributed quality and unapologetic authenticity to the world through his teaching and artistic output for many years now.
You go, Devil! Good job, Pitch! For reaching past the bands that grace the bar ads on a weekly basis to grab this gem of authentic diy passion. This is a nod for the true artist/craftsman that cares about the product and not just the hollow adoration of hangers on. This is a nod for the intellectual philanthropists that this world is so starved for. But most of all it's a well deserved nod for Devin, someone who has contributed quality and unapologetic authenticity to the world through his teaching and artistic output for many years now.
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