T R I C K S T E R B L U E S
TRICKSTER BLUES ARE A THING, MORE THAN A FEELING, LESS THAN A THOUGHT.
NOTHING IS AS IT SEEMS,
A WOUND, EXPOSED TO SALVATION
ENDLESSLY, AT THE SPEED OF NIGHT
GRACE IS MASTERY AND SURRENDER
BECAUSE I FORGOT WHAT IT FELT LIKE
TO BE HERE SO LIKE MYSELF
UNABLE TO GRIEVE
WHAT I FEEL HAS BEEN LOST
WHEN I AM ALWAYS LOSING WHAT IS LOST AND I CANT GRIEVE
AND THERE IS NO ANCESTOR ON THE OTHER SIDE
THE ONES WHO LINGER STAY FOR THE TOBACCO SMOKE,
AS FAR AS I CAN TELL
BECAUSE I HAVE NOT GRIEVED THEM,
EVEN THEY HAVE NOT STOPPED SMOKING.
TRICKSTER BLUES TO OPEN THE DOOR,
TO FEEL THE BLUES,
TO FEEL THE LOVE OF THOSE WHO CAME BEFORE
SO THEY CAN MOVE ON,
SO I CAN MOVE ON,
SO WE CAN MOVE ON
IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE, SOON YOU WILL HEAR,
IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE.
IT WAS NEVER MEANT TO.
RF Shannon’s Jaguar Palace is a true culmination of pastoral textures and reverb laden guitar sounds. Soaking in desert sun and wrapped in native wool blankets of soul searching blues, RF Shannon invokes lust in the listener’s ear; creating a visual landscape for the mind which conjures spirits with the stark, lonely and profound magic emitted by the land they inhabit. Shane Renfro, the band’s mastermind, opens the door that My Bloody Valentine closed; letting his airy, shoegazey voice saturate the lush landscape the music has created. They trade fuzz for lap steels, distortion for disintegration, breaking apart the dried earth of the high plains and exposing the underbelly of the Americana that existed before we arrived. The iron wheels of this dark train cruise along at a whispers pace with allies Jeff Renfro, Austin Burge, Luke Dawson (Christian Bland and the Violators) and Nathan Dixey (The Dan Ryan) armed to the teeth with an arsenal of whines, flutters and backbone stiff enough to make a dead man rise.
“RF Shannon's new album, Jaguar Palace, sits somewhere in a triangulation of Pink Floyd's mellow psyche-ambiance, My Bloody Valentine's exquisite lushness and Neil Young's rootsy-but-still-experimental Americana.” Exclaim
“Like the larger than life scenery he draws from, Renfro writes songs that slowly expand into sprawling sonic landscapes full of emotion and wide-eyed wonder.” KUTX Austin
“He was funneling his country slides through a desert mysticism—beautifully, too…” NOISEY
“Through earthy soundscapes and slowly painted canvasses, the group knit and weave loosely structured layers and tellingly poignant moods into an album of evocative self-exploration.” Gold Flake Paint
“Immersive and intimate yet somehow strangely remote, this is a lost radio transmission from the damp, deep caverns of the human spirit…” Austin Monthly