Memphis is the only place in the world this band could have come from, and that's where they came from. Memphis is seedy, dark and makes for more decadent fun than I should have had during the three years I lived there. It has a thriving live music scene, a rich history of blues and and rock and roll, and plenty to write songs about.
Lucero's Ben Nichols writes about familiar blues territory of lost love in one rocker of a song ("Starlite Diner") but isn't above writing about lost balance in a lovely ballad ("I'll Just Fall") about getting falling-down drunk. He has a hard, raspy voice that reminds me of Mike Ness (Social Distortion), and its distinctiveness will be one of the major reasons for the band's inevitable breakout. (The biggest reason will be the band's stage presence; I've never seen better musicians have a better time on stage.)
"Tennessee," produced by Cody Dickinson (North Mississippi All-Stars), is more of a studio album than the band's first CD. The background vocals and heavier layering were jarring at first, but my reference point was pure live and a very live-like first album; it improved significantly with repeated listening. The instrumentation is solid: a good variance from song to song of electric and acoustic guitars, stand-up and electric bass, and, occasionally, steel guitar.
The songwriting isn't complicated -- girls and drinking -- but Nichols handles it with a sophistication of a Ryan Adams or a Jeff Tweedy (Wilco) and is often remarkably visual. "Smoking the cigarettes more than I should/My hands won't stop shaking and that can't be good/I would forget you if I only could/Think about anything else," he sings in "Slow Dancing," with a voice that sounds like he has sung one song too many but it's OK because you know he's supposed to sound like that, which, come to think of it, is exactly what I liked about Memphis.