Lee Bob + The Truth
Lee Bob Watson - singer-songwriter & producer
Steve Suzuki Wyreman - guitarist & producer (w/ Richard Ashcroft & others)
Josh Lippi - bassist & producer (w/ K.Flay, Tommy Guerrero & others)
Joe Bagale - drums
Nate Mercereau - guitar (Rhye, Sheila E)
Ben Schwier - keys (Rhye)
Derek Taylor - drums (banks)
"After a visit to Sacred Stone Camp at the vertex of the protests, pipeline construction, and the Standing Rock Reservation our friend Lee, of Sacramento band Lee Bob & The Truth, got in touch with an album comprised of roots music from indigenous people he’s met in his career." ~ Sean Jewel - American Standard Time
There are 3 things a songwriter needs: a river, a bible and a broken heart. A river gives you a sense of time and place. A bible is a keeper of language and history. I will speak briefly about the river and the bible. You will find your way to a broken heart well enough on your own.
First, the river calls, "Come … come and listen." The river has existed since before the dawn of time. The river doesn't know your name; doesn't much care who you think you are or where you think you are going. "Drop everything," the river says, "I have plans for you."
Lee Bob Watson first tasted popularity with his California rock band Jackpot before winning fans with his punk-gospel outfit, Santa Cruz Gospel Choir. Most recently, Watson has launched a solo career after 10 years in the music industry.
Created in 10 days with minimal overdubbing, his solo debut (Aficionado) is built around a lively, natural sound. According to Watson, "The songs on Aficionado grapple with the quest for authenticity in a culture that is based on recycled themes and sounds." ~ David Dye, NPR World Cafe
“It’s only May, but I’m just gonna go ahead and call this one right now: Lee Bob & The Truth‘s The Light is the best headphones album of the year. I had the dumb luck of experiencing the fully analog beast first through a good set of headphones and I rode that goddamn light…” ~ American Standard Time
“I’m naked. I’m getting naked.” And then, the singer’s voice, sounding as if it is cranked through an old Fender Twin with a ripped speaker, begins to sing: “I wanna crawl inside your head / I wanna make your skin quiver / I wanna send in the biggest payload I can deliver / Now you know / Now you know …”