This album is the sort of country that I think anyone can enjoy, given that they’re not a snobby curmudgeon. Tonally, it’s extremely pleasant, with all the trappings of a true country album. What I mean by that is that the family of country these guys belong to lost any common ancestry with Taylor Swift and the like about 40 years ago. They all play instruments (and well!), and the twang isn’t just a superficial wrapping for some cheesy pop music. These fellas country like Hank Williams was still kickin’ around, and do a damn good job of it too. As with most country in this vein, there’s not a whole lot in the way of original songwriting—the songs seem immediately familiar (and I have only a passing knowledge of country music) but it doesn’t detract from the album as long as you don’t expect some sort of futuristic avant-country. Also, I love the lyrics on this album. A single reference to “…feelin’ like a turd” won me over immediately, and if it doesn’t sell you too, I don’t think we should hang out. They have an awesome sense of humour, an excellent sense of musicality, and they’re Canadian to boot. (Weewerk, www.weewerk.com) David Nowacki