Bluegrass worthy of being blasted out of the windows of a Plymouth Barracuda with 451 Hemi engine, the Blue Dogs boast a personal history that has endeared themselves to the nascent "alt-country" scene with a whiz-bang melding of roots-rock rumble, bluegrass chicanary, and honky-tonk reverence.
Like mad cutural terrorists, they've taken the norm and fed it through a Americana blender. Youthful and deep-dyed bluegrass taken to the next level - and it is both timely and exciting!
Blue Dogs' fans are predominantly hard-working, twenty-and thirty-plus-somethings who have developed a fierce loyalty and deep love of the collective's conversion-by-force performances. The Blue Dogs’ fierce work ethic - long tours and long sets - and enduring spirit both are genuine. With as big-as-the-room personas, an ability to rock the doors of the most jaded clubs, the heart to hold a room completely still, and a genius for arrangement, these merry makers are one of the most unique bands around. They are in favor of laying themselves at the feet of a rambunctious, freewheeling, unfettered sound, and wood-shedding it until so-called roots revivalists, snooty bluegrass purists, and alt-country poseurs are sent into paroxysms of self-doubt and years of expensive therapy.
And just who are these South Carolinians who dare to breathe fresh life into the overly stoic, staid and mossback world of bluegrass? Anchoring this rambunctious lot with his percussion guitar and gift for lyrics is Blue Dogs founder Bobby Houck. Bobby has testified as a most innovative songwriter and performer, content on warping the classic Nashville sound and embracing the eccentric. Houck can work the crowd like a carnival barker who also happens to write tender, honest songs that move the room to awed silence. His is the voice that gently and at times spiritually strokes the senses like the hairs on a feather, but can still sound like a neat glass of single malt in a world of Michelob Light.
- Beatle Bob