ARTIST: Bastard Sons Of Johnny Cash
TITLE: Mile Markers
LABEL: Tenacali Records
GENRE: Country
TIME: 42:46 min
SIZE:  62,5 MB
RIP DATE: Sep-21-2005
RELEASE DATE: Sep-20-2005
WEBSITE: n/a

Track List:

01. Austin Night                               03:37
02. The Road To Bakersfield                    04:07
03. California Sky                             03:45
04. Borderline Of The Heart                    02:45
05. King Of The World                          02:41
06. Radio Girl                                 04:16
07. Night Comes Down                           03:58
08. No Easy Road                               03:59
09. Lonely Tonight                             03:41
10. Under Your Spell                           03:47
11. Restless Heart                             02:40
12. The Pride Of Abilene                       03:30

Release Notes:

Rolling Stone
"Almost as bad-ass as the black-clad man for whom
they're named . . . Pure Americana heart and soul .

Washington Post
"It's a tricky business, writing songs that capture
country's essence without succumbing to cliches, but
Mark Stuart succeeds admirably."

Album Description
Mile Markers is just what the name says: a set of
signs posted to guide the way home. . . or maybe
point out the direction that has home in the rear
view mirror.

Set in the West, it rambles and wanders and aims the
steering wheel out at the endless horizon. A
halfways unfolded road map, it passes through Austin
and Tucson and San Ysidro and Los Angeles, through
the badlands of both South Dakota and New Mexico,
from Oklahoma and the windy Panhandle country around
Abilene all the way to Bakersfield and the San
Joaquin Valley.

But Mile Markers is a spiritual voyage as much as a
mere travelogue, a set of tales that turns into a
single song of journeying forth.

It's like a Western, in a way. It's "The Searchers,"
or "Ride the High Country," or" High Plains
Drifter." Or even"Two-Lane Blacktop" or "The
Getaway," because it's set in a contemporary West
divided by white lines and asphalt, and settled by
truckstops and parking lots. It's a landscape of big
skies and long roads and endless Mile Markers flying
by at the edge of your vision. And like every true
Western ever, contemporary or not, it's a story of
drifting and settling, of setting down roots and
then having them torn up again, of learning that you
don't dare settle down when you're just going to be
forced to hit the road again.

For Mark Stuart and the Bastard Sons, the last ten
years has been a blur of miles and markers. BSOJC
has played more shows most years than most bands do
in their entire careers, and they've done it the
hard way, piling their own gear into their own van,
and then heading off into a dark night that's just a
couple of hours away from day. A lot of indie bands
have done a lot of this, but not many have made the
long haul across an entire decade. And amidst that
grueling schedule, Stewart has managed to keep
writing, delivering two previous records, Walk Alone
and Distance Between, that built a hardcore fanbase
for the band and yet achieved a critical recognition
that most singer-songwriters would slit their left
wrist to gain. It was an enviable position, as long
as you didn't have to do all the work that went with
it.