My Morning Jacket: Okonokos

If you are a Louisville native that got in on the ground floor with My Morning Jacket, Okonokos will equal the nostalgia of yesterday’s newspaper.

Fifteen songs of the double-disc hail from their last two albums.  But don’t hold that against them.  The difference between MMJ in the studio (read: silo) and live, lies in the channel of force.  On their records, the intensity rises from the infinite agro acoustics.

As for stage recordings, their strength proves more actualized.  Percussion is pulverized.  And visualized flailing bolsters heretofore-frail vocals.  Not to mention, tandem Gibsons rip from the nave to the chops.

It’s not hard when teamed with the knob-twisting of Bob Ludwig.  You may not know him, but he knows The Stones, Velvets, Allmans, Zappa, Springsteen, ZZ Top, Who, Police, AC/DC, Talking Heads, R.E.M. Wilco, and Beck.