There is a strange, ill-lighted corner of the popular music world where doom, metal, country, punk, traditional folk music, and various other forms of outlaw music converge. When enjoying the ambiance of this metaphysical dive bar, one tends to feel both a sense of dread and a sense of comfort; as if almost anything can happen here, but almost any transgression might be forgiven too King Dude
appears to be making himself very comfortable in this skeezy little watering hole that flows with Nick Cave and Leonard Cohen-esque Murder Ballads and some ass-kicking, evil rockabilly numbers. King Dude sings about the devil, the open road, wild women and hard times, and if that's not the essence of rock 'n' roll I don't know what is. What is really important here, however, is the fact that he sings about these things with style and distinction.