Earlier this year, The Washington Post profiled Shooter Jennings and his new album Black Ribbons. In the article, he discusses his life as the son of a legend (Waylon Jennings) and the husband of an actress (Drea de Matteo of The Sopranos).
Behind his aviator shades and a scraggly black beard, is an artist leading a life of contradictions. He’s a singer who has embraced his late father’s legacy while continuously bucking Nashville’s definition of it. He’s a heavily tattooed computer geek. He’s a dad who takes his 2-year-old daughter, Alabama, to dance class when he’s not writing songs about the end of the world.
His new album, “Black Ribbons,” feels in tune with the rebel spirit of his father — but certainly not the sound. Arriving Tuesday, it’s a wildly ambitious, 70-minute rock opus splicing heavy-metal bombast with freedom-rock harmonies. There are pulsing synthesizers and Allman Brotherly guitar solos. There are songs about fame and Armageddon. There are backup vocals from Colter and skits narrated by novelist Stephen King. It feels like a country album mutated into something darker, even vicious.
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