Uncle Tupelo/Wilco/Son Volt, U2, Widespread Panic, Los Lobos, Neil Young, Steve Earle, The Jayhawks, Fugazi, Pabst Blue Ribbon... At least, these are our mutual favorites.
Double Barrel Darrel is the result a ravaging love affair between a brash rock and roll god and an ugly duckling, Mid-western beauty queen. Like its progenitors, DBD is a cunning and overwhelming lover. The seduction it weaves is lavish and unmistakable. The experience at first can be startling because of its power, but soon enough the uncertainty gives way – like willing lips – to desire for indulgence. DBD gratifies trans-pop, omni-global music lovers by both satisfying them and leaving them wanting for more.
DBD writes and plays its own brand of heart-weight rock and roll. This music is not for the inexperienced, not for the doe-eyed and dewy-mouthed, not for the Paris Hilton hangers-on of the world (read: for Paris Hilton, not for the hangers-on). This is music for the millions and millions who believe that life on this earth, on this continent, in this century, is far more than a shallow drink in the brackish water-trough of prime-time gimmicks and enticements. DBD makes music to fall ever more deeply and helplessly in love by…and with.
DBD live in Goshen, Indiana, a place of over-looked prettiness and what-the-hell-happened-here industrial belt scars. This is the place that the band’s prophetic lyrics come from; this is the ground that gives rise to its far-flung, cathedral-size music; this is the bedrock from which it draws an energy and animal magnetism equal to a Pentecostal snake-handling service.
Nate Mateer Rempel has real sex appeal, and a quick wit, but he is kept well away from the mic, hidden behind toms and bass. His old passion for Fugazi and new passion for the Clash are tempered by a work-a-day routine of carpentry and drink. Phil Kaufman, the bass player, is DBD’s secret intergalactic nuclear-powered laser-enhanced superglue; his powers remain largely unknown, even to his bandmates. When you don’t realize it, Phil is there: you may be ripping some solo, riding the crash, tearing something up, daydreaming in the spotlight, Phil is there making sure the groove is tight and on target. Aaron Indio Sawatsky Kingsley, vocals and rhythm guitar, is a swamp creature emerging from the muck, a coalescing star gathering the heat of ignition. He plays his guitar like a machine, and sings his voice out to the blood and guts edge of its strength. Andrew Gerber, vocals and lead guitar, builds his own instruments and takes them apart during the course of a show with his meat-fist shredding style. He is an imposing figure, not to be trifled with; the rock and roll runs down his skin like sweat. Sonny Carreno, percussion, brings the experience and electro-arcing energy of 30 years of timbale-fueled Texas rock jams. His family recipe margaritas and pork rib barbecue keep DBD burning along at full throttle.
Double Barrel Darrel is synonymous with diesel-powered, iron-wrenching, tender as a bull-thistle bloom, soft as glass rock and roll.
We had a blast seeing you all perform at the Midway Tavern Friday night. We'd never been there before and so glad we were able to make it. Thanks for the fun times! Now maybe we'll have to check out The Hat? Sounds like it might be worth the drive too. But for sure we'll be at the 'Brew. We sure do love your music. It's just right. BK~
ah... this is true. I am still looking for him in the shadows when paranoid delusions strike... ;) i'm just so glad to know who's been following me all these years. i've got my eye on you phil...
We finally got a chance to hear you guys at the Shoots open house - (caught only the last few songs after attending the GMS orchestra Christmas concert which both of my son's belong). What we heard we LIKED! So we're making plans now to catch you next time you play locally. Good tunes!! Loved it! Just sorry it took us so long to find you.
We've got our second CD (Goldmine Pickers - Lonesome Gone) coming out on November 10th and it's tight! tight! tight!!! To launch the CD we will be performing as part of the LVD's Concert Series at the Old Bag Factory in Goshen. For information about the show and the concert hall, check them out on the web at (wwwdotlvdsdotinfo) or call 574 825 7785 for reservations. Music starts at 7pm and tickets are $15.00.
After the concert, we are all headed down to the Constant Spring for a bit of an afterparty. My good buddy Jeremy Miller's band, The Butcher Boy(s), previously known as The Crying Shame, will be rockin' from 10pm til late into the night! Hope to see everyone out for a great time and some great music.
