I don’t know what it is about the lilting sway of Cajun music that speaks to me, but there it is. A lot of people think it’s corny and I can see why. But Steve Riley and his band bring a contemporary kick and crunchy, distorted guitars to lovingly crafted original and traditional songs.
As I type this, I’m packing up my classroom to move on to another school. The song that hit me where it matters, “Au Revoir, Grand Mamou”, sounds like a breakup that’s maybe a little bit too happy. Turns out it’s actually a farewell to one’s hometown, and that’s pretty much how I feel here: lots of nice memories, but I am leaving none too soon. But whether or not you can understand Cajun French, the emotions are there. More importantly, it’s easy to hear Riley’s reverence for the music. Overall, this album is a rollicking good time, perfect for a summer cookout.
Steve Riley and the Mamou Playboys — Official