Jason and the Scorchers: Fervor

EVEN ALLOWING for the Women's Wear Daily pop-corn which often passes as critical comparison in rock I can't help but loathe this catchall term "cowpunk". Like, here we are in 1984 – with three different, potentially great bands (Rank & File, Lone Justice and this quartet) carrying the torch of real country-rock with a passion unheard since Gram Parsons' sin-fearin' salad days. And they get lumped in with every rockabilly aggregation or thrash outfit solvent enough to cop a Stetson and/or sequins.