Unfortunately, the tired manner in which the band presents the tracks on this album is less than impressive.

This is the second album released within a year by the Athens-based band, which often signals an overworked, uninspired piece of art. The shift from alternative-country to bristly Southern soul is the highest point of the album.

“Used to Be a Cop” unfolds with an animated tune that sounds full of potential. Sadly, after the first verse, the lyrics seem artificial and hollow. “I got scars on my back from the way my Daddy raised me. I used to have a family until I got divorced”.

“Cartoon Gold's" monotone sound lacks enthusiasm, with music and lyrics reminiscent of an overworked, underpaid junior high teacher—with the exception of one line, “It’s like bringing flowers to your Momma and tracking dog shit all over the floor.”

“The Thanksgiving Filter” is a unique holiday tale that doesn’t disguise a candid Southern Thanksgiving with a blanket of perfection, maintaining the forthright character of the band. But the delivery is uneventful, which detracts from the band’s mastery of raw storytelling. 

Fortunately, DBT’s storytelling nature does suit a few songs on the album, including the title track, “Go-Go Boots”, a saga of a preacher killing his wife. The song has an edgy, menacing sound that lends a hand to the rest of the album, and coincides with “The Fireplace Poker,” which is also part of the crime narrative.

Shonna Tucker’s wholesome voice paints a picture of tender yearning on “Where’s Eddie,” a song originally written by the Muscle Shoals Sound singer Eddie Hinton, a late friend of the DBT’s whom they covered in the past.

“Mercy Buckets” is a simple ballad that evokes a safe, guarded feeling, like those of an eternal friendship with lyrics such as, “I’ll bring a shovel if you want it, carry your secrets to the grave.”

“Go-Go Boots” leaves much to be desired when it comes to originality and distinction, but when fans want some good ‘ol country storytelling, DBT delivers.

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