That's Your Wife on the Back of My Horse

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“Dowd has dusted off the same drum machine that was the bedrock of 1997 debut Wrong Side of Memphis, concocting tart rhythms and overlaying them with distorted bursts of guitar and busy electronica. These are songs about getting laid and getting dumped, about women, devilry and familial dysfunction, often funny and invariably dark. As such it twists from blues and soul to punk and experimental rock, though Dowd's terrific voice (like a Texan panhandle Mark E. Smith) roots everything in country soul. . . .Suffice to say, this is vintage Dowd.”

— Rob Hughes, Uncut, April 2015 Americana Album of the Month


“[Johnny Dowd’s] latest offering, That’s Your Wife on the Back of My Horse, is another tongue-in-cheek masterpiece, which gives a firm and mighty middle finger to the bland clones of the music industry and those who created them. . . .Dowd is Dowd, a veteran hell-raiser with a dystopian style and edge, that some twenty-year-olds would give their right sleeve-tattooed arm for. . . .If Dowd’s music does not become the sound track of the next Twin Peaks, it will be a travesty. David Lynch are you listening?” 

— Alan J. Taylor, No Depression

“For his latest rummage in the dark corners of Americana, Ithaca-based demon Dowd has reverted to the creepy lo-fi settings of his 1998 Wrong Side of Memphis debut. It’s a compelling approach—the drum machine, growling and burbling synths and splintered guitars provide a stark and confrontational setting for devious monologues (‘The Devil Don’t Bother Me’) and disturbing vignettes (‘Poor, but Proud’).”

— Daily Mirror (London), 4 stars

“The irrepressible Johnny Dowd darts off in yet another direction here, on an almost wholly solo album of squelchy electro synths, skittering drum-machine beats and distorted electric guitar. The title-track and ‘White Dolemite’ reference the roguish black street traditions of the guitarist Johnny Guitar Watson and ‘ghetto expressionist’ rap godfather Rudy Ray Moore respectively, but mire their cartoon boast in electro maelstroms. Elsewhere, ‘Poor, but Proud’ finds a balance between a trenchant electro pop riff and touching sentiment.”

— The Independent (London), 4 stars

“Johnny Dowd’s latest is self-released and solo, bar the female backing vocals. There’s distorted guitar riffs, drum machines, weird keyboards and the dark humour and twisted wisdom he’s known for. ‘White Dolemite’ is disco, on ‘Words Are Birds’ he’s a serial killer in a Captain Beefheart mask, and the title track (great title) is beat poetry over electronic metal. Best of all: the ‘wrong side’ blues of The ‘Devil Don’t Bother Me.’”

— MOJO, 4 stars

Songs: Lyrics and music by Johnny Dowd, ©Seven-shooter Music (BMI), administered by BMG Chrysalis
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