Moon Over the Interstate
Apokalips Now Music
A review written for the Folk & Acoustic Music Exchange
Do you also have CDs that you tend to listen to only when it's sunny and warm outside? I happen to have quite a few summertime favourites and this CD by the Mollys is the latest addition to that "list." When I got this CD a few weeks ago, it was still cold and dreary outside. Whenever I put this recording into the player I ended up thinking to myself that it was sort of nice, but not much more than, yes, nice. So I somehow always tried to avoid writing this review. But, alas, now it's springtime and either I have become a completely different person (who knows?) or this music really has to be played along with warm temperatures. My windows are wide open, and while I'm writing this I listen to the Mollys at a considerable volume, so it's very likely that I will have to face my neighbors very soon. Will they be complaining about the noise, or asking what exactly they're hearing, so that they can get a copy of their own and play it at full blast themselves? Because this CD does grow on you with time and repeated listening, and becomes truly rewarding.
So now you probably would like to know what kind of music the five Mollys are playing then, as summertime music probably doesn't really tell you very much. Here it comes, although it might not help you at all: they play a mix of Celtic/Polka/Cajun for the nineties. Or Tish Hinojosa meets High Tea. Which is true somehow, but not exacty accurate. So maybe I should just tell you that the Mollys defy categorization. Which is true and accurate. The band has two lead vocalists, Catherine Zavala and Nancy McCallion, but don't expect to hear angelic voices. They both possess a more down to earth quality, and this is exactly what this music requires. Not surprisingly, the instrumentation is as eclectic as you might anticipate, ranging from fretless basses to slide bouzoukis.
I've never been to Texas, but after listening to MOON OVER THE INTERSTATE I don't know if I ever will, after all. Now I've got this rather beautiful image of Texas and its music. And I don't know whether Texan reality can live up to the image I've got now. For most of us summer is short, so as long as it lasts, put this CD into your player, kick off your shoes, grab your beloved and get her/him to dance. After all it made even my rather stiff limbs shake. And no matter how good you feel already, this will make you feel even better. And don't forget to turn up the volume.
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Edited by Roberta B. Schwartz (firstname.lastname@example.org)