Golden Boots is an alt-alt country band from the American Southwest, home to open spaces, Roy Rogers, and the Hydrogen Bomb. Born seven years ago, despite pleas to preserve the health of the mother, Golden Boots has managed to win over the jaded and faded from Tucson to France. Their warped and fractured mixture of psychedelic rock, folk and country has drawn comparisons to Alex Chilton, The International Submarine Band, Beck, and the Monkees.
Their newest full-length album, entitled Winter Of Our Discotheque, attempts to walk that fine line between malt liquor and Malbec, between strip malls and malls… a self induced field recording sobriety test. What’s more, this album has moxie. Blending pop-folk with distortion-laden breaks, fuzz guitar, primitive keyboards and the unique clarity of unencumbered experimentation. Golden Boots is deconstructing Americana one curio at a time.
“Golden Boots… (has) an edgy feel, like Beck meets Tom Waits. The songs exude a raw sense of natural discovery evident both in the vocals and instrumentation. It’s Impossible to describe the fantasy that animates their composition, arrangements and singing.” – Abus Dangerouex Magazine