Patrick Sweany likes the spaces in between.
On a given night (or on a given album) he'll swing through blues, folk, soul, bluegrass, maybe some classic 50s rock, or a punk speedball. He's a musical omnivore, devouring every popular music sound of the last 70 years, and mixing 'em all together seamlessly into his own stew. Yet, the one thing that most people notice about Patrick isn't his ability to copy - it's his authenticity. Like his heroes, artists like Bobby "Blue" Bland, Doug Sahm, Joe Tex, Patrick somehow manages to blend all of these influences into something all his own.
It's no wonder that as a kid he immersed himself in his dad's extensive record collection: 60s folk, vintage country, soul, and, of course, blues. Patrick spent hours teaching himself to fingerpick along to Leadbelly, Lightnin' Hopkins, and other folk-blues giants.
Nashville’s Blackfoot Gypsies are a rock ’n’ roll band—straight up, no modifiers necessary. With four years, four releases, and countless miles under their belt as a two-piece guitar & drums powerhouse, Zack Murphy and Matthew Paige have recently added fellow brethren Dylan Whitlow (bass) and Ollie Dogg (harmonica), bolstering their passionate, careening, undeniably American sound. Seeing the band live is like watching someone cling to a firehose at full blast or dig their heels in atop a thrashing mechanical bull… holding on for dear life, slowly guiding and reacting to forces at the brink of their control, somehow coming up aces in the end.
Blackfoot Gypsies have shared bills with everyone from the Alabama Shakes and Trampled by Turtles to Futurebirds, The Ettes and The Carolina Chocolate Drops. Their second full-length LP, Handle It (coming fall 2014), is the band’s debut as a full-throttle four piece. Drawing inspiration from the downhome roots of the Delta blues and the foreboding ghosts of country music’s past, Murphy, Paige & Co. go to the same well as Zeppelin, the Stones & The Faces, coming up with bucketful of angsty rock 'n' roll that’ll jolt your flatlined heart back into perfect rhythm.
Rock and roll is alive. The Blackfoot Gypsies are proof.