PRESS PHOTOS:
ALBUM COVER:
[Jonny Fritz writes] odes to simple lives, to small towns that have a Pizza Hut, teenage pregnancy, a big bad football team that everyone’s proud of, some deep fishing holes and not too much else. They are odes to the boredom that ravages people in those places sometimes. They are odes to twisted thoughts that can be argued to be just as much admissions of the heart and soul – that the heart and soul exist sound and strong – as songs and sentiments that are mistakenly taken to be those of endearing love. – Daytrotter
Clever songs like “Chevy Beretta,” “Shaved (Like a Razor)” and “Undercover Dad” made last year’s Down on the Bikini Line an underground hit, but it had more to do with the surprising authentic quality of his music than it did with his quirky style.
- CMT.com
The artwork and song titles scream comedy record, but Corndawg is no hipster Jeff Foxworthy. His playing is too good, and his love of classic country—in all its heartbreaking, plainspoken, at times ridiculous glory—burns hotter than a backyard tire fire.
- M: Music and Musicians
… a preternatural grasp of honky-tonk, bluegrass, traditional, and outlaw country music.
- Consequence of Sound
… a deliciously skewed perspective on life, self-deprecating humor and a gift for going out on a limb to entertain … when he zeroes in on the sort of absurd detail that nobody else would think to write about, he’s unbeatable.
- Relix Magazine
… filthy, funny, vagrant and harmonious.
- Paste Magazine
Down on the Bikini Line has the classic country guitar sound that is expected of a traditional country-rocker, but Corndawg’s lyrics and vocals are what take his music to another level.
- Paste Magazine
Corndawg reels you in with some good shtick—the blatant country signposts like weepy pedal steel guitar, the big rig and prostitute on the album cover, ringers like Deer Tick’s John McCauley, the freakin’ album title—but you’ll stick around for the genuine craftsmanship.”
- Popmatters (review of Down on the Bikini Line)
[Fritz's] epochal full-length, Down on the Bikini Line, was one of the filthiest, funniest and most innocent country records in recent memory.
- Nashville Scene
