Welcome to Rainville, population 4. The women have all betrayed their men. Though the men are tough, they can't seem to stop their pathetic crying (wimps). The "M" and "O" in the flickering, coral neon "MOTEL" sign are burnt out, and there's nothing but a rusted-out Impala in front of Room #1. The last 42 years of American history, and the music that accompanied it, have only happened in the Bizarro universe where people actually dared to imagine an invention better than beer (fools).
Yes, you too can visit Rainville when they come down from Denver with their barroom roots fully exposed for the release of their second album The Longest Street in America.
Named after Colfax Avenue, Longest is straight-ahead roots rock stripped of all irony or gratuitous "my-times-were-harder-than-yours" affectations. So straight ahead is this album, in fact, it would be downright disturbing had it not happened post9/11 when Bruce Springsteen's bare-naked sentiments rule the day and crowds are decidedly less interested in rage, cheekiness or anything too far off that long, paved strip of the known. Hey, what do you expect from a band whose lead singer bears the telling last name "Common"?
This follow-up to their debut effort Collecting Empties puts Rainville in the company of bands like Whiskeytown and Son Volt.
If honesty and sincerity are a crime, then band members John Common, Ian Hlatky, Steve Richards and Matt Sumner are most definitely wanted men.
-- Noel Black