

Benjamin Anderson brought his keyboard talents from the studio to the live stage, evolving the band into a quartet. The band played its first Seattle shows initially as a duo with Jeff on guitar and Barrett on drums, but soon added Duff McKagan on bass to make their official debut as a trio on July 22nd, 2012.
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Jeff previously sang and played guitar for the bands Post Stardom Depression and The Missionary Position, and Barrett, a drummer and multi-instrumentalist, played for grunge pioneers Skin Yard and Screaming Trees, as well as the super groups Mad Season and Tuatara. Be assured that when Walking Papers come back to town, they’re going to need a bigger room.Walking Papers is a blues-rock band formed by Jeff Angell and Barrett Martin, two long-serving veterans of the Seattle music scene. This is what rock and roll can be, when you harness a focused attitude without expectations. An amalgamation of Angell’s strengths came to a head on “Two Tickets and a Room” before a soulful turn on “Climber” nailed the lid shut and ended the night in uproarious splendor. He manhandled his guitar in an almost SRV-inspired manner, and sang “The Butcher” with the disposition of Tom Waits as Anderson plucked out the eerie notes of on a piano and Martin sparked the vibes. Meanwhile, Angell worked the frontline, occasionally kicking down his microphone stand, then flipping it back up, to the astonishment of the faithful clutching the edge of the stage. A mile-long resume and an unorthodox, galloping style at the root, Martin is a marvel to watch and swing along with, and his frantic, yet Zen-like attack at the Roxy resonated with true musicality on each and every number. The beating heart of Walking Papers is Martin and Angell. By all accounts, it may be the most challenging project he’s ever been part of it, and one can only hope he’ll stick around for more. Participation, while vital, is arbitrarily vague, almost as if he’s biding time as Velvet Revolver contemplates a future or Loaded revs up for more. The locals were there to see Duff McKagan, holding to his post, no microphone for him to share his thoughts and insight. The ultra-violent forces outside the walls of this revered landmark fell away for the next hour.

The raw and ragged delivery of “The Whole World’s Watching” had the room swaying, while “Your Secret’s Safe with Me” balanced on a diabolical bounce sustained by a dirty chord sequence and billowing vibes to caress the upper reaches. On a bill that included LA power trio Beware of Darkness (see review elsewhere on our site), The Burning of Rome and Pink Slips, an acoustic trio featuring McKagan, his 16-year-old daughter Grace McKagan and Jamie Brooks, Walking Papers were received rather warmly, one part hometown sentiment and two parts alien curiosity.Īfter wrapping their slot on this year’s Uproar Tour, which also featured Alice In Chains and Jane’s Addiction, they were primed and well-oiled to take on the intimate Roxy crowd. The show at the Roxy, a warm-up date before Walking Papers finish out the year with hops through England and Canada, willfully captured the spirit of the album and beyond. Produced by Jack Endino, a Seattle vet who’s worked with Soundgarden, Nirvana and Mudhoney, the record lifts off with the haunting, ominous, yet thoroughly captivating “Already Dead.” However, the pace heats up from there for an intense, mind-bending dose of aural dizziness. Listen closely and you get it right from the get-go on the Walking Papers’ debut album. So in bringing together the combustible components of established sluggers like former Screaming Trees and Mad Season drummer Barrett Martin, guitarist Jeff Angell and keyboardist Ben Anderson, both from Seattle band The Missionary Position, and GNR and Velvet Revolver bassist Duff McKagan, there’s really no telling what can happen. Cook something up demonstrably astray from the norm, and it just might catch fire. Blues-based hard rock, at the core of both camps, in all its shades and defiant subordinates, has an audience hungry for fresh, creative detours.
