Great Farewell Notes of Rock History (An Occasional Series)

You know, some days I really love my phony baloney job. Particularly when a great new song by an artist or artists previously unknown to me crosses my desk unbidden.

Case in point: the Sloan Brothers' just released "Breathing Distress Blues (DOA PDA)."

Inspirational verse:

If I die in this motel room I've loved you
Collect my rapidly-fading thoughts and write 'em down as I'm turning blue
I'll leave this DOA PDA for the coroner
"Instead of calling 911, he wrote a song for her"

The housekeeper will let herself in early afternoon
The notepad by the bed will prob'ly be misconstrued
They'll look for pills or works but I'm dying clean
Just a guy who got too sick and couldn't breathe

About the Sloan Brothers, alas, I knew little, but I can tell you that they aren't actually brothers; the band is in reality one worthy -- R. Sloan Simpson -- who writes and sings and plays everything but the lead guitar, and has friends who assist him with that, which sounds like a pretty cool way to work. In the meantime, you can (and should) check out more about him/them over at his/their(heh) website HERE.

In any event, the bottom line is that I love that song, which is hooky and hilarious. And I like the guy's attitude a lot.

Alrighty then -- you can download "Breathing Distress Blues" (cheap!) at the aforementioned Bandcamp link, and there's also two other songs there, in a similarly mordant vein, which you can (and should) audition as well.

I'll let you know as soon as I hear more from the Unibrother.

But in the meantime: Hey, R. Sloan -- thanks for sharing!!! 😎