Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats
Tue · April 25, 2017
Doors: 8:00 pm / Show: 9:00 pm
$30.00 - $35.00
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But as this gifted multi-instrumentalist honors the legacy of the legendary Memphis label, he's also setting out into audacious new territory.
Those who were beguiled by In Memory of Loss, Rateliff's folky, bittersweet 2010 Rounder album, will be in for an initial shock when they spin Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats. But when you delve beneath the rawboned surface of the new album's wall-rattling presentation, with its deep-gut grooves, snaky guitars, churning Hammond and irresistible horns, you'll find that same sensitive, introspective dude, who bravely tells it like it is, breaking through his reticence to expose often harsh truths about the life he's lived, the people he's hurt and the despair he's struggled with. The difference between the two albums is that the Nights Sweats' funkiness insulates the starkly confessional nature of Rateliff's songs while at the same time underscoring their emotional extremes.
The place where Rateliff is coming from is intensely real and intimate. Doing what he does is an act of bravery. "These songs are about the struggles I've had in my life—drinking too much, that kind of crap," he says with characteristic candor, punctuating the admission with a rueful laugh. "And then the relationships we all have. I'm not a great communicator in my personal life, so it's funny to be writing songs that say the things that I'm never very good at saying. It's taken me a long time to figure that out. I'm trying to be a better communicator, but it's horribly awkward—it's awful—to tell somebody something you know is gonna hurt their feelings. I've always been one to go, oh, I'll just eat this one; it'll be okay."
As the band blazes away on the soul-rock rave-up "I Need Never Get Old," the visceral "Howling at Nothing" and the supercharged "Trying So Hard Not to Know" (key line: "Who gives a damn and very few can"), which open the album with a sustained outpouring of torrid intensity, Rateliff is opening himself up emotionally as well as physically, the raw grit in his voice conveying anguish and hope in equal measure. The buoyant immediacy of the music makes the hard truths embedded in the songs easier to swallow than it would be in Rateliff's other primary mode—a solitary guy with a guitar, the brim of his baseball cap pulled down, putting his heart and guts on the line without the protection of his simpatico cohorts. Make no mistake, these songs would stop you in their tracks presented in that naked way as well, but the additional layers of soulfulness provided by the Night Sweats—its core comprising guitarist Joseph Pope III, drummer Patrick Meese and keyboardist Mark Shusterman—bring a convergence of intensities, musical and psychological, to the performances.
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