So delicious!

"The funny thing about So Delicious is that for showing up on a blues label, it can rock pretty hard, something the clattering opening "Let's Jump a Train" makes plain, but the Big Damn Band aren't the Black Keys; they don't pump up and amplify their blues for arenas, but are happy to sit on a front porch during a hot Sunday afternoon. That's an intimate situation and, appropriately, the group slides some sweetness onto So Delicious, such as the gentle "Scream at the Night" and the ode to family "Pickin Pawpaws" (also quiet is the spectral solo slide guitar of "You're Not Rich," but that haunts instead of comforts)".

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"The Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band hail from Indiana, but these Hoosiers recapture the Delta country blues of the American South. Now I will leave it to the good folks at the Oxford American to musically define where the South begins, but I have not heard these sounds in the farms of the Midwest. The "Dirt" they sing about isn't rich black loam, but hardscrabble clay. That said, So Delicious! is mighty tasty. Just like one person's collards and ham is another's gourmet soul food, this music may be simple, but it is mighty satisfying. In the processed world in which we live, Reverend Peyton's Big Damn Band reminds us of what has been lost and shows us how to git it back".

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