Sitting in the sunshine and piling up beer cans on a creaky porch—does it get any better than that? No matter what's on the radio or still sitting on the record player, the vibe is lazy, lucky and free. Listening to the simple heavy rock of Redbush works the same way: I didn't have to try to like it. The Laramie, Wyo., band doesn't add any discernible flourish to its three-piece rock, and that's as welcome these days as those six hours of sunshine we get per week.
Milkmaid sounds like any number of straightforward modern rock records, but it still packs a few surprises. "Industrial Morale," with its palm-muted power chords, could be a leftover track from Sub Pop's earliest days or some lost recording of Green Day's just before it decided to go pop instead of punk. Songs like "Polar Creep" have something fast and missing from most popular rock these days: a repetitive yet original-sounding riff as a guide. Those songs pull on a Foo Fighters reference, but Redbush singer J.D. Korpitz is no Dave Grohlhe's just a hoarse, hollerin' Westerner with his radio stuck in the '90s.
Redbush, King Elephant, and Frederick Kruger and the Sweet Dream play the VFW Fri., May 3, at 9 PM. $3.