Hank III

Straight to Hell

A A A Comments By Edd Hurt Thursday, Mar 30 2006

Hank III: Simplistic and embarrassing.

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Hank Williams's grandson has a problem with Nashville. His two-disc Straight to Hell swipes at "pop country," guys who "write those hit songs down at PolyGram" and women who need "more dick down on Music Row." And that's not even counting Hank III's dismissal of Kid Rock: "He's a Yank, he ain't no son of Hank / And if you thought so, goddamn, you're fucking dumb." Hank III is hardly the first country performer to rail against the strictures of Music Row, but whereas a song like Cash's "Chicken in Black" was a savage indictment of Music City disguised as a novelty tune, Straight to Hell purports to be an avant-garde updating of outlaw country and succeeds as neither an experiment nor a return to basics. The first disc of Straight to Hell has its moments. "Low Down" works as a slice of basic Southern rock in the manner of the Marshall Tucker Band. Williams achieves a thin, weird and speedy sound on songs like "Country Heroes" and "Pills I Took," and the guitar work is impressive throughout. But his singing is mannered, and lyrics like "I don't wanna be country / With some faggot looking over at me" are simplistic and embarrassing, as are the constant references to drugs, alcohol and Williams's outlaw status. Disc two is even more problematic. Imagine We're Only in It for the Money-era Frank Zappa gone hillbilly-musique concrète, with tales of murder standing in for countercultural commentary -- lo-fi country tunes interspersed with train sounds and chopped-and-screwed radio broadcasts. It's interesting to hear once but proves that even outlaws need boundaries.