This album was recorded live on a weekend in November of 2007 in the Collins' living room in East Nashville, TN.
It was an indian summer.
Illinois Entertainer, March 2008**** With a lineup plucked from Chicago’s Welcome To Ashley and Nashville’s Pale Blue Dot, Candy Apple & The Buddies merge a Midwestern working-class appeal with Southern-streaked instrumentation on Country Record. The garage-derived folk rockers conjure the dusty grooves of Cracker on “Wreck My Motorcycle” and the insurgent underbelly of Whiskeytown during “I Can’t Stand To See Your Face,” both of which would fit perfectly within the Bloodshot Records family, or at the very least, on WXRT. www.myspace.com/candyappleandthebuddies) – Andy Argyrakis
Nashville Scene, March 2008**** CANDY APPLE & THE BUDDIES The press kit sez early Replacements, but the sound of this tag-team garage-folk aggregate—the union of Kim, Scott and Justin Collins from Pale Blue Dot with Coley Kennedy and Pete Javier from Chicago’s Welcome to Ashley—is a sponge capable of absorbing and wringing out anything from Pulp’s rave-up “Like a Friend” (reconfigured as “Wreck My Motorcycle”) to Eddie Cochran’s “C’mon Everybody” (“Rock ’n’ Roll Paddy”) into their reverb-soaked stompers. Recorded in the Collins’ East Nashville living room, their new CD country record. kicks up a gladdening racket—boozy, shambling, sweetly grungy hoist-alongs that should ideally be accompanied by a new round at every chorus. - Jim Ridley
WhatzUp Magazine, February 2008**** Let's get a couple of things cleared up before going any further with this review. This is a really good disc, in a rootsy, garage-y vein that recalls a host of both classic and dusty modern bands without sounding distractingly derivative. But prior to listening you must do the following: 1) disregard the band's name, Candy Apple & the Buddies. That's a godawful name. Really. 2) Do not allow the artwork, ”a crudely drawn stick figure sporting high-heeled boots, brandishing a sword in one hand and liquor in the other” to color your judgment about the quality of the recording, which is fine. Oh, and the album's called Country Record, but it's not really country at all, unless you count the kinda sorta roots-rock vibe that settles in at some points. All set? Let's have a look at some tunes ... The album (which I'm told is a side project of sorts) kicks off with 'I Can't Stand to See Your Face', which is full of Stones-y "Some Girls" swagger and incredibly present, raw electric guitars. The energy these guys put forth on this tune is palpable, and it continues throughout Country Record. 'Wreck My Motorcycle' pulses along with a combination of early-era Wanderer-style desperation and the kind of tunesmithery some modern authentic garage-rockers could only wish for. The dreamy, acoustic-tinged 'I Love a Girl' recalls some of The Replacements' most delicate moments, topped with Dylan-esque vocals. Then the hearty strains of Rock n' Roll Paddy (a Shane MacGowan cover) stumbles right through the door, full of thunderous, anthem-worthy vocals and booming drums. The shuffle and shamble of 'Happiness Is' goes by before you know it, and the whole thing wraps up with a sing-along rendition of the Pogues' 'I'm a Man You Don't Meet Everyday. Equal parts garage and glam, Country Record revels in its own rough-and-ready construction. The record was tracked in a living room over a weekend last November. It sounds all the better for this approach; frankly, there's no better way the Buddies could have possibly approached the kind of songs they put on this disc, in my opinion. Country Record is by turns old-school, aggressive, warm, inviting and intimate. It's the kind of rock n' roll too few folks make anymore. - D.M. Jones
"...old-school, aggressive, warm, inviting and intimate. It's the kind of rock n' roll too few folks make anymore." - D.M. Jones 2009