Several months ago I had my first listen to Blues Pills with no idea who they were but I’m a sucker for the blues so just judging by the band’s name I figured it was one of my less risky bets. As it turns out I was off the mark. Yes, Blues Pills play the blues and well, but what I didn’t expect was for them to be so damn good. Blues Pills sound like someone did a little witchcraft, or I guess I should say necromancy, by raising Janis Joplin and Jimi Hendrix from the grave except for the fact that the graveliness (Is that a word? Is now.) is gone from Janis’ voice so maybe Elin Larsson is her grandchild or something. Where Janis’ voice was burned out from chugging Jack Daniels like water, Elin’s is gritty but not yet grizzled.
Also how in the hell does the best blues band I’ve heard in years come out of a combination such as Blues Pills being that they are of Swedish, French and a sliver of American descent? You can ask yourself that one all you want but just listen to 18 year old (Yes, you read that right though he may be 19 now) Dorian Sorriaux. Where Elin Larsson sounds like a younger version of Janis Joplin, young Mr Sorriaux sounds like Jimi himself. Yes, I know I’m pouring on the adulation but damn these guys are good. If you haven’t heard their self-titled album yet you’re missing what is honestly the best blues album I’ve heard since possibly Stevie Ray Vaughn died.
“We wanted to give something back to the fans as a ‘thank you’ for all the amazing support,” states the band. “We shot it one night on tour, in our hotel room in Frankfurt, Germany. Hope you dig it!”
Words: Feind Gottes (editor, http://www.thydemonsbescribblin.com/ )
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