Lambchop

***The only prophets worth a shit are the reluctant ones, and so it was that right before he started work on what would become his 16th album, The Bible, LAMBCHOP's KURT WAGNER found himself at the proverbial crossroads. Nearing the end of Lambchop’s third decade, Wagner felt musically isolated. Many of his old bandmates were either long gone or uninterested in touring anymore. He questioned whether making music even made sense. Wagner was actually considering getting a job at the grocery store down the road. “I feel weird because I’m going to be 64, dude,” he says in between drags on a cigarette, on the phone from his home in Nashville. “What the fuck am I doing?” The Bible is the sound of Kurt Wagner looking backwards and forwards, asking this and all the other big questions. The music on The Bible is more unpredictable than it’s ever been on a Lambchop record. Jazz careening into country, into disco, into funk, and back to country. He can call it whatever he wants in this bio. The sounds all jumbled together with snatches of observations, words torn from the headlines in Minneapolis—bumper stickers on the freeway, or graffiti from outside that decommissioned paint factory. This is Lambchop’s 16th album, with a completely new lineup, their first after the plague. Features an etching on the D-side.