One that got away, a recent from the Drag City sound house, this is the simply smoking ‘powder mill park’ by Bill MacKay, a track culled from a full length set by the name ‘esker’, doesn’t get any better for here breezy flotillas of prairie parched mountain blues prowl and opine howling and humming to lost sonic tongues all flavoured with a dead heading cool strut kissed swing, not a million miles sound wise it has to be said, from the purist grooving attaching to those rarefied platters by Scott William Urquhart.
the sunday experience 