Joe's Solo Album
My good friend Joe Rebrovick recently released his debut album "He's a Quiet Man." He asked me to do a write-up to go along with the release show, so I thought I'd leave it here along with a link to his new album: https://joereb.bandcamp.com/releases
When I first heard “Niagara,” it stuck to me like velcro. It moaned, it tossed and turned, it touched my madness. It did that thing that poetry does so well — make you realize that your secrets are everybody’s secrets. I knew then that Joe Reb was a poet. A story-tellin’ kind of poet, a folk-singer-with-literary-moments kind of poet.
Here’s a snapshot of Joe from my perspective: Joe’s not a pack-man, he doesn’t do herd-thinking — he stands alone, almost awkwardly with height. He’s relatively burly, but a clean kind of burly. His singing voice is as big as his beard once was, but also as smooth as soft serve ice cream. In speech he’s quite charismatic. He tells a story like an old man who’s great great uncle fought for the Confederacy. He’s a warm soul, but not like an electric heater or a radiator, he’s more like a wood-burning stove. You can tell Joe anything and I’ll bet he won’t flinch.
When Joe began sharing his songs with me I knew he had a gift. And I’m not hesitant to say he’s captured that gift in his debut EP He’s a Quiet Man, which feels like a thorough introduction of Joe’s orbit. He holds up a mirror for us with his melancholy, he doesn’t hide that he’s a fool (none of the great ones do), and he bites hard into experience with blunt and pearly teeth. He bares his fantasies unabashedly and paints gritty scenes that smell like smoky motel rooms and look like they came off a disposable camera.
I hope you enjoy this EP as much as I did. Here’s to celebrating Joe’s first release, and to allowing me to be the first to call him — Joe the Rebelator.