Swamp Cabbage – Squeal (2008)

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by Pico

Out of the thickets and marshes northeast Florida from which Lynyrd Skynyrd and Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers were spawned comes another group bringing a different take on the great music of the South: the trio that calls itself Swamp Cabbage.

Swamp Cabbage is the creation of Richie Haven sideman Walter Parks. Parks, who still gigs with Havens as his lead guitarist, formed this nimble little threesome to fill up his downtime when his folk-rock legend boss isn’t touring. He formed his diversion with the help of only two others; Matt Lindsey on bass and Jagoda—yup, that’s a one word name—on drums.

But make no mistake, Swamp Cabbage is no toss-off idea. Sure, they possess all the looseness of guys getting together on their wind-down time, but they are also very serious about spreading the gospel of blues, vintage jazz and country. While The Drive-By Truckers owe much to the more famous Jacksonville-born acts, Swamp Cabbage prefers to go further back and farther out in their roots.

And so even though Swamp Cabbage is nominally a “rock” band, this is a band that embraces a wider variety of Southern music: from the organic blues/rock of early ZZ Top to the New Orleans funk of the Meters and even a slice of Dixieland jazz. And it’s all done with a dash of humor and an enticement to a wood-slatted dance floor. As Parks describes it, “Northeast Florida-style, fatback, boogaloo blues stirred into a gumbo of Louisiana ragtime.” Anybody’s who’s ever heard Papa Mali And The Instagators knows what we’re talking about.

Today, their long-awaited followup to the 2004 debut Honk hits the streets and Squeal shows no letdown in this erstwhile combo’s ability to deliver feel-good music.

The first couple of tracks do create the impression that this is going to be a collection of lost cuts from Tres Hombres. “Jesus Tone” introduces Parks’ slurred growl that sounds like a dead knockoff of Billy Gibbons, along with Gibbons’ fat-tone guitar. Even the lyrics could have easily been something dreamed up by the Three Wise Men of Texas:

I can’t play the guitar without Jesus Tone
I don’t even wanna bother strappin’ it on
Without the Jesus Tone I might as well go home
The preacher got a pulpit and his microphone
I just need my guitar and my Jesus Tone

“Dixieland” is about a Southern boy whose handyman skills is his only chance at getting a Northern city girl to even notice him. Parks’ growling guitar paces this bluesy stomper. From there, Swamp Cabbage continue their light-hearted observations of all things Dixie, but the musical inspirations leave Texas and tours the rest of the region.

A similar theme to “Dixieland” is found on the WC Handy styled “Neck Tie Man,” where Lindsey’s electric bass honks with such a boom it approximates a tuba run through a Marshall amp, giving this old-timey ditty a touch of that Tom Waits creepiness.

Since religion is a big part of the South, it’s a theme also found on several cuts on Squeal. Besides “Jesus Tone” there’s the lengthy reworking of Dr. John’s “I Walk On Guilded Splinters ” called “Poontang.” It’s about a man coaxed to buying a rhinestoned bible and attending church by the allure of two D-cupped “halleluiahs.”

On the other hand, “Delegation” pokes fun at people whose faith leads them to believe that all their problems will be solved by sitting idly by and wait for the Good Lord to care take of them. The joyful New Orleans stomp backdrop and country-picked guitar provide the perfect backdrop.

“Sopchoppy” is the first of three instrumentals, and the best. It’s a virtual re-write of “Sissy Strut”, right down to Jagoda’s impressive Ziggy Modeliste impersonation. “Purdy Mouth” sounds like the Allman Brothers rocking to a Mardi Gras rhythm, while “Softshoe” is more of the threesome’s irresistible combination of blues, rock and New Orleans jazz.

“New Voodoo Boogaloo” is nothing but a rump-shakin’ funk workout that Park uses as an excuse to salute his cohorts on the bass (“The Apostle”) and drums (“The Beat Pimp”).

Squeal offers listeners a rockin’ good time the deeply-rooted, organic way. Swamp Cabbage may not be destined to follow fellow Jacksonville native Petty to a Super Bowl halftime show, but they still do their hometown proud all the same.

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