Pete Berwick: The Legend of Tyler Doohan

I was in Nashville recently, a great place to visit, a great party town and genuinely nice inhabitants……..feck I’d even consider moving there (and if I get more then an inch of snow this winter I’m so there). That said, the whole country scene in Nashville is just too rigid and lacking any soul.. Anyone think the entire country music catalog of the last 20 years sounds like a bad Bon Jovi ballad? Maybe that’s why Stephen Tyler is going country – he can do a full albums of country hits by just recycling bad Aerosmith ballads and adding a twang.

That said Pete Berwick ain’t country establishment. When the establishment put Pete on the last train outta Nashville to Chicago they ripped up the train tracks up so the Bastard wouldn’t be back.

We’re long time admirers of cowpunk originator Pete Berwick here at Shite’n’Onions for his Johnny Cash meets Johnny Rotten take on country and while Tyler Doohan is more rooted in traditional outlaw country and honky-tonk then the more punkish previous releases, in someways this makes the album even more subversive. Think the aforementioned Johnny Rotten Cash and Steve Earl at his baddest.
The Legend of Tyler Doohan is one of the finest albums I’ve heard in a long while. A tragic, gritty collect of tales of those who life has dealt a bad hand yet they keep strong. The title track Tyler Doohan is a tragic true story of an eight year boy who died trying to rescue his disabled Granddad from a fire.