Only two years into their career,
the Grascals have delivered a sophomore effort that confirms their refreshing 2004 debut was no fluke. It's not that this bluegrass/country sextet is doing anything that hasn't been done before: unlike some of the more daring "newgrass" groups of the past few decades,
the Grascals aren't so much interested in expanding the parameters of the genre as they are in rekindling the adventurous spirit that birthed it in the first place. That isn't to imply that
the Grascals are some sort of modern-day
Bill Monroe or
Flatt & Scruggs retread. They're no more about retro than they are about fusion. While their associations with mainstream country artists (
Dolly Parton guested on the debut,
George Jones and
Steve Wariner are on this one) do nudge the group just far enough away from the rote rules of bluegrass to keep things interesting, and there's enough experience and ability among the members to take the music just about anyplace else they wish it to go, they find plenty of space in which to forge an original sound without reaching toward deliberate eclecticism. That phenomenal players and singers populate the group is, of course, the main reason they can pull it off so effortlessly.
Terry Eldredge and
Jamie Johnson split the lead vocals, and each possess both the requisite crystalline tenor and familiar twang endemic to bluegrass, as well as the gift of being able to ease into flawless harmony with bassist
Terry Smith and banjo speed demon
David Talbot. Fiddler
Jimmy Mattingly establishes his chops right out of the starting gate with his raging intro to "Home," the album's opening track, and mandolinist
Danny Roberts is adept at reeling off both lightning licks ("Will You Be Loving Another Man") and mournful, bluesy ones ("Did You Forget God Today"), the Aubrey Holt-penned gospel ballad that's so divine -- helped along by
the Jordanaires' harmonies -- that even atheists will shed a tear. Just to make sure no one's left out, the instrumental "Cut Your Wheels" gives everyone a chance to strut. The Grascals call on a number of different songwriters to provide the material for
Long List of Heartaches, from stalwarts
Merle Haggard and the aforementioned
Monroe and
Lester Flatt, to
Wariner, whose clever "Hoedown in Motown" makes for the perfect, kicking album closer. All's not serious either:
Harley Allen's self-deprecating "Being Me" is good for a few laughs, and "Don't Tell Mama," a classic country disaster song featuring a recitation from
Jones, is good for even more, whether intentionally or not. ~ Jeff Tamarkin