{"id":190931,"date":"2018-11-24T02:10:24","date_gmt":"2018-11-24T07:10:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/?p=190931"},"modified":"2018-11-24T02:10:24","modified_gmt":"2018-11-24T07:10:24","slug":"review-holly-golightly-puts-some-hot-wax-on-garage-sounds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/2018\/11\/24\/review-holly-golightly-puts-some-hot-wax-on-garage-sounds\/","title":{"rendered":"Review: Holly Golightly puts some hot wax on garage sounds"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_190934\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-190934\" style=\"width: 802px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/396714_375768459145219_1670571524_n.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-190934\" src=\"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/396714_375768459145219_1670571524_n.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"802\" height=\"960\" srcset=\"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/396714_375768459145219_1670571524_n.jpg 802w, https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/396714_375768459145219_1670571524_n-251x300.jpg 251w, https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/396714_375768459145219_1670571524_n-768x919.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 802px) 100vw, 802px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-190934\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">\u201cDo the Get Along\u201d sees her applying a bit of hot wax to the garage sounds, making the album showroom ready without overloading the tunes with frivolous, glossy details. (<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/hollygolightlymusic\/photos\/rpp.374553119266753\/375768459145219\/?type=3&amp;theater\">File Photo<\/a>:<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/hollygolightlymusic\/?tn-str=k*F\"> Holly Golightly\/Facebook<\/a>)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Holly Golightly, \u201cDo the Get Along\u201d (Damaged Goods)<\/p>\n<p>By law, or nearly, it seems, you can&#8217;t mention Holly Golightly without calling her a \u201cgarage rock queen,\u201d even though she&#8217;s taken on plenty of other genres in her time, expanding her realm to incorporate country, beat, blues and pop, among others.<\/p>\n<p>A London-to-Georgia transfer, this is Golightly&#8217;s second album of the year, after the horse-themed \u201cClippety Clop\u201d with the Brokeoffs, who&#8217;s all of one man, her partner and collaborator \u201cLawyer Dave\u201d Drake.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDo the Get Along\u201d sees her applying a bit of hot wax to the garage sounds, making the album showroom ready without overloading the tunes with frivolous, glossy details.<\/p>\n<p>Golightly (not a pseudonym) is an even-keeled singer here, conveying passion, frustration and even menace without unnecessary histrionics.<\/p>\n<p>On opener \u201cObstacles,\u201d she immediately stakes her place \u2014 \u201cAll the odds against me I will beat\/There ain&#8217;t nothing gonna knock me off my feet,\u201d as longtime drummer Bruce Brand is joined by guitarists Ed Deegan and Bradley Burgess and Matt Radford on double bass to create just the right amount of racket.<\/p>\n<p>Her covers of choice \u2014 \u201cSatan Is His Name,\u201d a 1962 release by Steve King and The Echelons; \u201cLove (Can&#8217;t You Hear Me)\u201d by The Knight Brothers released on Checker, a subsidiary of Chess Records; and Ruth Brown&#8217;s R&amp;B ode \u201cI Don&#8217;t Know\u201d \u2014 have great pedigree and are among the highlights of the record.<\/p>\n<p>The title track is a civics lesson with a steady gait, while \u201cHypnotized,\u201d the greasiest of the garage tracks, is followed by the fuzzy \u201cPretty Clean.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDo the Get Along\u201d is one of the best-sounding albums of Golightly&#8217;s career and has the right songs to revel in the higher fidelity.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Holly Golightly, \u201cDo the Get Along\u201d (Damaged Goods) By law, or nearly, it seems, you can&#8217;t mention Holly Golightly without &hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":44,"featured_media":190934,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-190931","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","category-entertainment","mauthors-pablo-gorondi","mauthors-the-associated-press"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/190931","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/44"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=190931"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/190931\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/190934"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=190931"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=190931"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=190931"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}