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The Prettiest Girl Of All Time

from Little Patch Of Sky by Drift Mouth

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    Full disclosure, as a writer, I've been writing about Lou Poster for years. But as a tireless songwriter, he makes it easy. His music has been the background for steely benders -- as Grafton -- and, perhaps late night, round a campfire, lost in the woods as a terrestrial troubadour. A storyteller that is always needed in your tribe. Drift Mouth is something that combines it all, but is completely out of body, at least for Poster.
    Poster is a guy who continues to surprise me. Yes, middle-age bears broken backs and heavy bones, but survivors can still conjure up those continued leaps of faith that came in youth. Case in point, Drift Mouth's latest album, Little Patch of Sky, and the lead blunt force of "Wake You Up." Anyone here in Columbus who may have stopped listening should reconcile. Anyone outside of our concrete-belt, stream it, or better yet, buy some physical proof of this song. It makes Son Volt sound trite, Jawbreaker a bit too boujee, and the Jayhawks stuffed with hokum -- in essence, there's authenticity that mixes prime '90s Albini-ed angles with Harry Smith in the holler. If you're from here you'd understand in an instant. Anyone outside of the concrete-belt, well, it'll sink in.
    Poster is a historian. Celebrating revivalism, keeping ghosts alive. His group follows a cadence towards a particular nostalgic seam that's dug in, barely there, and thus, vaguely remembered. Poster can do a gallant country gentleman as on "Porch Cat," -- soaked in the dark reflections of faded neon off of slick black tabletops -- in the honkey-tonk, or better, dives of Columbus that the players know all too well. Moments in time, quieted by snare hits and shots off the bar. If you enjoy it, you likely know the silence it elicits. He can do a roughhewn punk facade on "Straw Thief," but the layers and craft surrounding it are pure class, noble grit, magic realism.
    Along with long time friends and tenured veterans of the Columbus scene including Brad Swiniarski on drums, Mark Spurgeon on guitar, Eric Johnson on bass, and Regan Tonti on background vocals (a perfect foil to Poster's throat-clearing crank), Drift Mouth drive Poster's West Virginian narratives past mere acoustic recollections or passed-down traditionals. It would be remiss to exclude coal from this entire world, because it's the reason Poster's people still exist, if only in an ember. Fittingly, Little Patch of Sky, is about finding solace in the tatters of survival. You could plug in anything really -- the promise of gold, oil, ol' time religion, or .coms -- as Poster is confident in the fact that the American Dream is finite.
    -- Kevin J. Elliott. Columbus, OH. January, 2018.

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    Full disclosure, as a writer, I've been writing about Lou Poster for years. But as a tireless songwriter, he makes it easy. His music has been the background for steely benders -- as Grafton -- and, perhaps late night, round a campfire, lost in the woods as a terrestrial troubadour. A storyteller that is always needed in your tribe. Drift Mouth is something that combines it all, but is completely out of body, at least for Poster.
    Poster is a guy who continues to surprise me. Yes, middle-age bears broken backs and heavy bones, but survivors can still conjure up those continued leaps of faith that came in youth. Case in point, Drift Mouth's latest album, Little Patch of Sky, and the lead blunt force of "Wake You Up." Anyone here in Columbus who may have stopped listening should reconcile. Anyone outside of our concrete-belt, stream it, or better yet, buy some physical proof of this song. It makes Son Volt sound trite, Jawbreaker a bit too boujee, and the Jayhawks stuffed with hokum -- in essence, there's authenticity that mixes prime '90s Albini-ed angles with Harry Smith in the holler. If you're from here you'd understand in an instant. Anyone outside of the concrete-belt, well, it'll sink in.
    Poster is a historian. Celebrating revivalism, keeping ghosts alive. His group follows a cadence towards a particular nostalgic seam that's dug in, barely there, and thus, vaguely remembered. Poster can do a gallant country gentleman as on "Porch Cat," -- soaked in the dark reflections of faded neon off of slick black tabletops -- in the honkey-tonk, or better, dives of Columbus that the players know all too well. Moments in time, quieted by snare hits and shots off the bar. If you enjoy it, you likely know the silence it elicits. He can do a roughhewn punk facade on "Straw Thief," but the layers and craft surrounding it are pure class, noble grit, magic realism.
    Along with long time friends and tenured veterans of the Columbus scene including Brad Swiniarski on drums, Mark Spurgeon on guitar, Eric Johnson on bass, and Regan Tonti on background vocals (a perfect foil to Poster's throat-clearing crank), Drift Mouth drive Poster's West Virginian narratives past mere acoustic recollections or passed-down traditionals. It would be remiss to exclude coal from this entire world, because it's the reason Poster's people still exist, if only in an ember. Fittingly, Little Patch of Sky, is about finding solace in the tatters of survival. You could plug in anything really -- the promise of gold, oil, ol' time religion, or .coms -- as Poster is confident in the fact that the American Dream is finite.
    -- Kevin J. Elliott. Columbus, OH. January, 2018.

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lyrics

The prettiest girl of all time
She’s a-layin’ in her room
Blowin’ smoke rings at her ceiling fan
Just like we used to do
And she’s cleaned up all the trash
Dumped out all my wine
Thrown out those Fellini films
That wasted all her time

And she never wants to see me again
And well I don’t guess that she ever will
She was holdin’ out, waitin’ to begin
The prettiest girl, my friends, of all time

Well she wasn’t always proud
But she’d never ask to borrow
And how she made her way sometimes
No, she don’t talk about
And I can’t forget the day
That she walked down Messer’s Run
With a gold key for the city and
A new man on her arm

And I never want to see her again
And well I don’t guess that I ever will
I was holdin’ on, waitin’ to begin
The prettiest girl, my friends, of all time

She don’t need a reason why
She’ll cut you and she’ll cry
Bound to all the roadblocks in your mind


The prettiest girl of all time
Well she came down with a fever
Not long enough to say goodbye
But long enough to pass
And so we gathered all her friends
And we scattered her ashes
From a southern hill out on the breeze
Where her thoughts used to play

And she never wants to see me again
And well I don’t guess that she ever will
We were holdin’ out, waitin’ to begin
The prettiest girl, my friends, of all time

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from Little Patch Of Sky, released August 1, 2018

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