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A bloody mess of American music smashed together by a tanker trucker stinking of oil, gasoline and carnival fried dough. Shit sister, it's music, so stop asking so many questions. By the way you look a little over dressed, take off that sweater and let me buy you a beer.
I'm Speedy, that's Zack and back there is Max.
Mixing original Alt Country with classic Southern Fried R+B. Great songs that take you on a ride down into the deep heart of the Southern Experience and running like a river into the American West.
Prominent blogger/writer Ben Schultz (Here Comes The Dumptruck" has named Like A Rocket as one of Idaho's best musical exports. Praising the songwriting, musicianship, and live energy, Schultz has declared them as a must see.
'..the interplay between Z.V. House's intricate basslines, Max Klymenko's colossal drumming and Speedy Gray's fiery guitar reconfirmed my belief that this is one of the greatest bands in this state. In fact, the last two songs of their set, which featured the fiercest soloing that I've ever heard from Speedy Gray, made me wonder if perhaps I've been too restrained in my praise...
Joined together, they form the proverbial whole greater than the sum of its parts. I have yet to see them give a bad performance. As a matter of fact, I have yet to see them give a so-so performance.
As impressive as each member's playing is, LAR's secret weapon is Speedy Gray's singing. I believe that many of us, from the most hardcore American Idol and The Voice fanatic to the most insular indie music devotee, accept on some level the Aretha Franklin/Otis Redding/Wilson Pickett model as the gold standard of singing. I won't dispute the validity of that model (I think that Marianne Faithfull hit the nail on the head when she said, "God does have a voice--it's Aretha Franklin's"), but it can disincline one from perceiving how rare an achievement Speedy's unflashy assurance and conversational, Zen-like cool are. Indeed, the only singers whom I can think of comparing him to are honky-tonk legend Lefty Frizzell and especially one of Frizzell's greatest disciples, Willie Nelson. I will say that he's in a class nearly all by himself among male singers in this town."