A bluesy garage stomp that acts as the soundtrack to Lancelot Schaubert’s debut novel. These are the words that would best describe “City Limits”. If that sounds complicated, don’t worry, Schaubert is a man of endless ambition and wide-reaching vision, and so that initial impression may be somewhat justified.
Modern takes on blues-rock riffs performed with minimalist instrumentation are nothing new (see the White Stripes, Black Pistol Fire, or the Black Keys, as examples). However, it allows for those looking to earnestly howl their troubles and fears at the world, to find an audience of like-minded, hot-blooded individuals. It’s a genre built on honesty and trust.
“City limits” plays like the accompanying movie score to a movie about death-defying heroes. It’s tense, harsh, and has the gull of filling out the 30 seconds of the song with a piano murmur.