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Recorded on the 9th September, 2009 – 9/9/9 to those of you with a morbid fascination for emergency services numerology – \”The Grass is Always Greener\” is the second EP release from Nashville\’s Max and the Wild Things. Something of a minor cause for celebration in my own household, it further cements my partisan allegiance to siblings Aidan and Cole Traynor, and third man, Clint (Max) Wilson; replacing one-time wild thing, Brendan Leahy, on drums.

More than merely a celtic thing, listening to these Aidan Traynor compositions is a bit like being blasted back in time to the Pixies 4AD debut release with the mushrooms poking their crowns through the short grass; a chill dew on the collar.

Spare and electric and temporarily unhinged, the sound is at once as exuberant as a puppy digging for ribs, and as amnesiac as a pirate mining for azure on a cloudy weekend.

Stripped to the bone and confusedly eloquent.

As with their first release, \”Hands Down Mans Down\”, the four songs featured were recorded at Welcome to 1979, \”utilizing only analogue equipment manufactured in the mid-seventies as the perfect antidote to compressed digital orthodoxy\”. To quote myself. That alone is enough to make me prick up my ears. Produced and engineered by Chris Mara, Mickie Martel, Bert Stone, Neil O\’Neil and The Wild Things, it also leads off with a brand new studio outing – with brass ? – of the sublime \”Without a Sound\” featured here this summer, live in The Basement.

Last time around, zero siblings commented. Leaving me in a minority of one. I must reveal I was inordinately disappointed. Until. My friend Gus brought it up at my wedding reception. Somebody, clearly, was listening in after all; for a moment there I felt almost on a par with John Peel. Without the salary and pension, of course. Or a f@cking radio show even. An odder Tennessee Waltz, it would be hard to imagine. Buckle up your leg.


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