The Old Edison arrived at a time when folk and punk music
had already held hands, gotten married, had five kids and renewed their vows in
a sickening display of co-dependency. But as founding member Liam Boyle says,
“the only reason this isn’t a punk band is because we didn’t have a drummer and
we couldn’t afford amps. But we had acoustic guitars.” Acoustic instruments
work to The Old Edison’s advantage and give warmth to songwriting that is
already brutally honest. Their LP Story-Yelling
is self proclaimed ‘hood folk’, from the avenues of South Boston. For non-New
Englanders, this album is like an anthropological account of those
neighborhoods. Low wages, good friends, and cheap alcohol have shaped the men
and women in this band, and they’re coming to your state to tell you about it.
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Thursday, August 23, 2012
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