Kurt and Sammy BoDean sing like slightly tarnished angels. You haven't heard harmonies this pure and unaffected since the Everly Brothers, and that's no exaggeration. Sure, their lyrics run to bathetic claptrap like "Say About Love" ("Some say love is just a freaky trip/That's what they say/Say about love"), but for every line like those there's a gem of hokey brilliance like "Idaho" (despite its recycled tag line) or the yearning "Lookin' for Me Somewhere." Kurt is a nifty guitar player with more taste than originality (which is also true of James Burton, bear in mind); Sammy has a sharp tenor voice that covers a spectrum of two or three emotions but wrings each of them dry. Joe Dirt Car is an album with clear limitations, certainly -- two hours' worth of non-stop catharsis is too much for almost anybody -- but it's still well worth your attention.