The most recent album of Tasmania's answer to New Orleans is a classy one, in a boozy, smoky, sexy way. Pete Cornelius and his band, The DeVilles, thump out a mix of classics (the likes of Tom Waits, Freddy King and more) and originals, each with a new approach to an age-old sound. The band is solid, the tunes are tight and the solos are even better. This is the kind of album that makes you want to go see the music in person. Brilliant studio work, but seeing it live is next on the list.
