I Decline The Nomination

Blogging has been light. It's hard on the road, etc.

News: Solo acoustic show this Thursday at Coffee Lane right here in Mechanicsville. It's on Bell Creek right next to the Food Lion which I try to avoid. But also right next to Nirvana Hair Salon where I get my hair cut.

The new album "Cold Harbor" has gotten some good reviews where it's gotten them.
Here's Bluesbunny take.

And here's what No Depression said:

SCHNITZEL, Cold Harbor (self). Schnitzel’s music – call it indie roots rock for lack of a better slippery tag – is not as much for those of a certain age as it is for those of a certain record collection. “Broken Bottle” will make you think of, if only for a second or two, Violent Femmes, Uncle Tupelo, the Pogues, the Mountain Goats, the Minutemen, and the Avett Brothers. And then, after 1:47, it’s on to track two. The remaining eight songs aren’t quite as eclectic and their echoes aren’t as evocative, but the delivery will get you. Acquired-taste voice aside, lead Schnitzel Jim O’Brien sings loud and clear and without a flinch, the most confident dude at the talent show. And whether rolling out cryptic recollections (“They know what you want before you can ask/They cannot not love you in a Halloween mask,” he sings) or waxing metaphoric and meteorolgic (“North Carolina/Absorbs a storm like a truck bedliner,” observes the album’s humble tour de force of a closer, “Truck Bedliner”), he’s also the one with the most interesting things to say.

Did you know that some people lack the ability to read italics? It's true. Fuck 'em.

Anyways, if you have the album, make a copy for a friend. I appreciate you buying one, I really do (these things aren't cheap to make). But the purpose is just to get folks to hear it.

Thanks.