Husband and wife combine forces and respective backing bands, creating a mammoth eleven piece musical conglomerate. It could have been a disaster. Happily, it's a triumph.
Susan Tedeschi's last solo album "Back To The River", with husband Derek Trucks guesting on a few tracks, provided some early clues as to how this collaboration might turn out, and it's safe to say that "Revelator" comfortably meets expectations.
What has characterised Trucks' career to date is his refusal to stand still or tread water, witness the remarkable journey he has made since his earliest instrumental world-music jam band outings. Far from the indolent family love-in that in other hands it could easily have turned into, this new album never seems anything other than a natural and logical progression.
The merger does wonders for Tedeschi too, a supremely expressive vocalist anyway, often referenced alongside the likes of Joplin, Raitt et al. Here she appears completely liberated, her voice at times soaring with raw power, at others with real tenderness. The synergy between the spouses is often breathtaking, never more so than on the album's standout track, the loping "Midnight In Harlem", a Mattison / Trucks collaboration that might just prove to be the loveliest new song you'll hear this year.
And spare a thought for Mike Mattison, relegated from lead vocalist in the DTB to backing singer in the expanded family firm having watched his boss promote the missus over him. Nepotism in the workplace; the bane of the working man's lot the whole world over. But, judged purely on results, there can be few objective complaints here.
Trucks plays with all of his trademark beauty and economy, Tedeschi sings better than ever and crucially the giant band never gets in the way; there in all its glory when needed, but pared down and kept on a leash whenever the demands of the music require.
Yes, a lot of it sounds as if it could have been recorded in the 1970s but there's no harm in that. This is rich, meaningful, intelligent music recalling at once the heyday of Memphis soul along with some of southern guitar rock's finest days.
Other highly notable tracks include "Come See About Me", boasting a guitar riff taken straight from the Lowell George manual, "Don't Let Me Slide" (a somewhat ironic title, wouldn't you say) and the sarod-driven "These Walls", recalling the eastern influences of the early DTB records.
They should make this compulsory listening for a generation force-fed on reality-TV music.