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The Legend of Tyler Doohan

by Pete Berwick

Bob Dylan meets David Allan Coe down at the crossroads. "The Legend Of Tyler Doohan" revolves around some dark heroics, while Pete's songs sound like the second-coming of outlaw country music. ---Nashville Music Guide
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1. The Legend of Tyler Doohan
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2. The Proof Is in the Whiskey
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3. She's Too Wild for Me
2:34 $0.99
4. Cried My Last Tear
3:53 $0.99
5. Ain't Goin' Back to Memphis
2:15 $0.99
6. Check-out Time
2:49 $0.99
7. Are You Sure I'm What You Want
2:46 $0.99
8. Let Your Heart Cry Out
2:38 $0.99
9. Keep Your Socks on and Don't Look Down
3:18 $0.99
10. Wait
3:56 $0.99
11. See You in Hell
3:15 $0.99
12. Small Town Blues
3:05 $0.99
13. Everything's Waiting
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Album Notes
The Upshot: Honkytonk, country-rock and soulful twang that should prove essential listening for fans of such current high-profilers as Jason Isbell and Sturgill Simpson.

By Fred Mills, Blurt Magazine

Way back in 2009 yours truly was utterly gobsmacked by Nashville-to-Kansas City troubadour Pete Berwick’s Just Another Day In Hell, for while I’d heard his music before, I was unprepared for the sheer sonic and emotional wallop he wielded over the course of the hour-long album. As I wrote in my subsequent review, this “atavistic twang-rocker in the tradition of Steve Earle and Jason Ringenberg, with clear roots in the extended outlaw tradition of Waylon and Willie,” delivered his tales in a voice “weathered ‘n’ torn from tequila and coal dust and imbued with a deep southern twang that drips authenticity.” It was one of that year’s finest roots/Americana releases and it remains a fixture in my personal playbox to this day.

Flash-forward several years and albums later and we’ve got Berwick’s sixth full-length. His essential m.o. of rockers and blues-ers, twangers and cruisers, hasn’t changed, merely been refined, for the veteran songwriter has internalized the maxim if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Ergo, this brawny, blazing, beautiful baker’s dozen o’ tuneage that takes its cue from its rousing title track, a chillingly tragic but inspiring true-life tale that pays tribute to an upstate New York 8-year old kid who perished while trying to save his disabled grandfather during a trailer fire (“too damn young to die a man,” laments Berwick, in his gravelly, soulful voice, that suggests a cross between Patterson Hood and Joe Strummer).

From there, the vignettes tumble; not for nothing is the album subtitled “…and other tales of victory and defeat.” Barrelhouse honky-tonk and a soul-sucking vamp cozy up in “She’s Too Wild For Me”; Sticky Fingers-styled country rock and the redemptive powers of a woman who’ll be true, for “Cried My Last Tear”; the hilarious mandolin/harmonica on-the-road chronicle “Keep Your Socks On and Don’t Look Down” (this one might scare off all you aspiring touring musicians, what with its depiction of what accommodations really look like out on Route 66, so approach with caution); and, most notably, “See You In Hell,” which deliciously cribs from “Ghost Riders in the Sky” (and even namechecks the classic song) in a kind of raveup-of-the-damned cowpunk celebration for pedal steel and Tennessee Three aficionados.

Bottom line: what with the fellow roots/Americana likes of Sturgill Simpson and Jason Isbell storming the charts and selling out venues, the time seems right for Berwick to transcend “poor-man’s Springsteen” status and start reaping the rewards of having been there first. The dude’s obviously got the chops and the songwriting smarts—he fuckin’ deserves it.



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