If We Can’t Trust the Doctors...
When Blanche’s Dan John Miller and Tracee Lee Miller trade lines, it’s a revival of a great old country music device, although when Tracee Lee coos “and I will fuck you until you die” on “Jack on Fire,” intriguing new territory beckons. This Detroit twang emits a gothic aroma, each bent string well defined before crossing paths with another. Basic human qualities, like hope, trust and superstition, are redefined with jaded eyes. These folks may be philosophers, but they aren’t slumming.