This the debut album from the Australian neo-swing band. It was released in 2009, a couple of years after their debut, I think.
Previously, this post was a self-important and overly harsh criticism of the album, comparing it unfavourably with their live shows. It also cared not for all the challenges of an indy band releasing a full-length album, nor that mixing a horn section into a rock band is no easy task. Sorry.
In the years since, I have increasingly appreciated this album on its own merits (along with having the ground-breaking revelation that a CD can't match a great live gig for excitement). So, these days I am very thankful that this album exists, and do enjoy listening to it.
Happily, When High Rollers Get Low is when it all comes together. Here, the band shines with an infectious neo-swing groove backing a well-told tale of underworld debaunchery.
Fever Dream also shines, thanks to the contrast between the softly introspective verses and an absolutely smoking hot chorus. The swirling horns, loping rhythm section and passionate vocals make for a wonderfully wicked experience.
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