Callahan's first smog album, 'Sewn to the Sky', materialised in 1990, so for an artist this deep into his career, he's gotta keep things fresh. 'My Days of 58' is the eighth album he's released under his birth name and its outline began to form while Callahan was on tour with his band. As you can hear clearly on 2024's live album 'Resuscitate!', White, Laurenzi and Kinsey were working well together, so Callahan figured he'd keep them on for another round. He prepared the songs with each artist separately, recording the majority of the tracks in a duo with White before jamming alongside Kinsey and singing out his melodic ideas to Laurenzi. Describing the resulting album as a "living room record", it's undoubtedly more horizontal than its predecessor, with Callahan's skeletal songs slowly flourishing as if they're being dubbed as a demo.
But Callahan's attention to lo-fi detail has always been his strength, even since the very beginning. And here, his ensemble - fleshed out by fiddle player Richard Bowen, pianist Pat Thrasher, bassist Chris Vreeland, pedal steel player Bill McCullough and trombonist Mike St. Clair - help to color in the veteran's scratchiest, warmest solo offering in years. Just head to lead single 'The Man I’m Supposed to Be', a folk-cum-hair metal hybrid that's bolted together so roughly it feels like the horns could fall out of the speakers. That's the point - it might not be physically heavy and caked with distortion, but it's still rough as fuck. And on the album's highlight 'Computer', echoing guitar notes turn into synth bleeps. "Free speech is almost over," deadpans Callahan. "I'll sit and listen anyone talk, no matter their views, no matter their walk. So maybe I'll come closer to knowing what it all means."
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