Megan Jean is the Devil, and she wants to eat your soul. Her voice is that special kind of menacing, backed by a steady guttural beat that thump thump thumps like the march of the dead. It’s Americana, sure, but it’s more ghostly than it is patriotic, more haunting than it is folk. It’s wonderful and unique and damning and something that you absolutely have to listen to, right now.
On The Devil Herself, Megan Jean and The Klay Family Band conjure the spirits of dead with the help of banjos, an upright bass, a washboard, something called a “stompbox,” and some of the most impressive vocals you’ll ever hear. Ever. The album opens with “The Dead Show,” an aptly titled carnival tune. It paints the picture of Faust, some diabolic deal made with the Devil, doomed to fail, ultimately damned, but extremely fun to watch. It’s fun, but Megan Jean and The Klay Family Band is capable of more than just a good time.
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