“Seated alone with a lap steel guitar across his thighs, Huckle, let out a howl and then commenced to slappin' bare feet against hard wood, stirring up crossroad ghosts, modern scramblers like Jon Spencer & Dan Auerbach, and folk-stretcher extraordinaire John Hartford. Pulling evil truth from an electric banjo, he cried, "How can you claim God's will to justify the blood you spill?" There was a righteous but not preachy undercurrent to some pieces, and once a rhythm section joined in, a good deal of roadhouse rightness, too.”
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