“Like people from some grim future trying to figure out what Broadway sounded like.”
This is an assessment of Boxcar Aldous Huxley’s music by their friend Curtis Eller, known banjoist, Elvis enthusiast and moustache-wearer. It is music rooted in the past, but not a past that ever actually happened. One might hear Balkan melody, Old-time banjo and Brass Band pomp wrapped up in Tin Pan Alley melodrama. These are songs that speak of such esoteric topics as abandoned funeral trains, Messianic visions in the Canadian wilderness, and ill-fated amateur space exploration.