New York, New York’s Endless Boogie is one of the most aptly named bands around today. Forget obtuse band names like Animal Collective (no animals playing instruments—big disappointment) or Japandroids. (What? Not even a word.) Endless Boogie aim to deliver exactly what their name implies—Boogie, in the quantity of Endless. This is primarily achieved by taking one or two guitars and having the first slam out some heavy bluesy guitar riffs, full of Boogie, and then repeating them into damn nigh eternity, hence the achievement of Endless. Then, halfway through most songs, the second guitar snaps into the forefront, in full Wank mode, lending some Endless solos too. The guitars are the star of this picture based on their presence alone. They are so all-encompassing you barely notice the competent, albeit complacent rhythm section, which anchors down a beat for the guitars to wail over. The vocals are growled or hurled out seemingly as an afterthought. From what I can tell, they are mostly about pie (“Mighty Fine Pie”) and having good times (“All Other Songs”). Pleasant enough, given that you love electric blues and take the term “Endless” as a good thing. (No Quarter) David Nowacki
Winnipeg music & culture since 1989