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“Chocolate On My Tongue” / “Atlas” — The Wood Brothers

“Sittin’ on the front porch | Ice cream in my hand

Meltin’ in the sun | All that chocolate on my tongue

And that’s good enough reason to live | Good enough reason to live”

You’ll have to forgive me for the posting hiatus. Winter break is quickly approaching and it seems education is getting in the way of my learning — thank you, Twain — or at least my musical exploration. This evening, I give to you The Wood Brothers. The only orienting detail I can offer about The Wood Brothers involves another relatively obscure band: Medeski Martin & Wood. But if you’re into the whole jazz fusion scene, you should know that one of the Brothers, Chris, was a founding member of MMW before releasing Ways Not to Lose in 2006 with his brother Oliver.

“Chocolate On My Tongue” and “Atlas” are consecutive tracks off of the debut studio album, right smack in the middle. You might get a taste of The Wood Brothers from these two songs, but you won’t fully appreciate them until you open up iTunes and give the album a try. The Wood Brothers sound a lot like their name: organic, simple, warm, acoustic… woody, right? Blues meets intelligent folk. “Chocolate On My Tongue” sums up the brother-to-brother understanding between the musicians, a sort of carefree throwback to the easier days of youth, while “Atlas” has a more playful Southern disposition.

I’m ditching a take-home exam to write this post right now. And though that seems unreasonable, I owe this album some respect ahead of time… it’s gonna help me get through three-hours of writing. A good one for the soul.

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One Comment

  1. Logan wrote:

    1) thanks to Devin Hart for the introduction to the band
    2) this post has nothing to do with Tiger, I swear

    Friday, December 4, 2009 at 7:05 pm | Permalink

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