I Wish I Was as Happy as John Denver
Discovering Volunteers is like taking a trip back in time to the pre-Internet world. That’s largely because, once you get past its Bandcamp page, looking online for anything about the band or its label, Barn Records, is a fool’s errand. Volunteers’ back story is anyone’s guess, so the music will have to speak for itself. And that’s where the notion that these guys somehow exist in another era gets reinforced.
There isn’t a sound on this album that couldn’t have been recorded before the early ’70s. It’s a slightly ramshackle country-rock sound that suggests a drunk Keith Richards jamming with an even drunker 1968-era version of the Byrds. Assuming this band actually exists and we’re not just imagining the whole thing, we can dig it.