If you’re looking for a condensed history of “choogle,” head over to TCBlog.
In the meantime, Minneapolis quartet Chooglin’, who rocked Beerland shortly before South by Southwest, take the name seriously on their latest self-titled.
Armed with a Creedence-coined moniker and a logo nicked from Chicago (might wanna lawyer up on that count, boys), Chooglin’ blasts far beyond whatever notions those two weapons might confer. The fourpiece utilizes garage-borne punk fury to remind us of the ass-shaking salvation once offered by the boogie-down guitar rock of the Seventies before it got all bloated on deli trays and cocaine.
Ex-Midnight Evils Jesse Tomlinson and Brian Vanderwerf conjure up double-barreled guitar pyrotechnics while drummer Shawn Walker splays himself every which way at a hundred miles an hour without losing time. Opener “So Stupid” spins itself into a frenzy approximating a speed-of-sound collision between Muddy Waters, Foghat, and the Streetwalkin’ Cheetahs. Breakneck soul workout “Do It to It” and a well-placed cover of Roy Head’s “Treat Her Right” garner extra oomph from the Horns of Eleganza’s barroom brass. Theirs is the sound of workaday shackles rapidly evaporating into a rank steam of spilled beer and hormones.
This article appears in April 13 • 2007.
