Are You, Perchance, Ready To Rock?

Because if you're not, today's post is going to be a bust. As the get-off-my-lawn crusty old-timer you are, you may have vestigial memories of "rocking out", back when you were limber enough to pick up a dropped nickel without going into tailspin. But younger readers (that's Watermélon and Tidemark Younger, of Suds County, MO) will be unfamiliar with the ritual. Well, fuck 'em.

The Doobie Brothers avoided being hip by a hairsbreadth, on account of their dogged insistence on "rocking out" - something the Dan smirked at. Their first album was in effect Introducing - a demo recorded (add wiki details here, please Ed, slightly rewritten to make me look knowledgeable) [No - Ed.]. The big surprise is that it sounds that hairsbreadth away from being finished, ready-to-rack - and ready to rock! [groan - Ed.]. It's more representative of their work than the official first album. It's super-swell.

Leonard Skinnard [I corrected the spelling - Ed.] have this in common with th' Doobs - they too recorded a damn-near finished album as a demo, which only got released ("saw release" as rock writers like to put it) decades later. Whereas [blow it out yer ass, FT3 - Ed.] the Bros demo is a bunch of original songs that never got re-recorded - mostly, probably - the Southern Rock maven will be familiar with the material here. Like the Doobies demo, it's a dynamite set that'll have you air-guitaring until Nurse Diesel sounds the enema klaxon!