What the Toll Tells
Author: Will Jordan
Two Gallants keep production to a minimal—two voices, guitars, drums and a harmonica. Their sound is lean but delves deep into the psychie of the San Fran-bred duo, who have been buds since the first grade. With every song comes a new level of depth. Adams Stephens and Tyson Vogel are youthful storytellers with something "Old Town" echoing with every verse, reminiscent of whiskey-soaked Pogues' classics. Opening "Las Cruces Jail" pops off like a crack of a shotgun in the desert, filled with a high-spirited vibe. "Steady Rollin'" follows with similar desperado weariness. "Some Slender Rest" and "Threnody" are slow and weepy. "Long Summer Day" is upbeat and brash. "The Prodigal Son" is a sweet, melodious, poetic brogue and "16th St. Dozens" is downright psychiztsophrenic. With their sophomore album, Two Gallants use their comaradary to create some of the most stripped down, refreshingly original, yet oddly familiar tunes out.