Phil Gammage - Motel Called Loneliness (2025)

Artist: Phil Gammage
Title: Motel Called Loneliness
Year Of Release: 2025
Label: Prefab International Ciné
Genre: Country, Blues, Jazz, Roots Rock
Quality: 320 / FLAC (tracks)
Total Time: 26:49
Total Size: 62 / 165 Mb
WebSite: Album Preview
Tracklist: Title: Motel Called Loneliness
Year Of Release: 2025
Label: Prefab International Ciné
Genre: Country, Blues, Jazz, Roots Rock
Quality: 320 / FLAC (tracks)
Total Time: 26:49
Total Size: 62 / 165 Mb
WebSite: Album Preview
01. Yes It's Me (3:10)
02. Motel Called Loneliness (2:49)
03. Heartache by Delivery (3:09)
04. See How We Roll (5:19)
05. Buy Me a Drink (2:10)
06. Pick Me Up on Your Way Down (3:40)
07. Speakeasy Blues (3:12)
08. Ain't Nothing to Me (3:20)
Having moved to New York City in 1980, where he started his career, Phil Gammage (lead guitar/harmonica) was originally from Texas. He shaped a solid, interesting image of a rousing country Nick Cave, who drifts along the sidewalks of Chuck E. Weiss.
This self-produced album by Phil was created over the last 2 years in various studios in NYC to create the 8 tracks of Motel Called Loneliness (Dropped Oct. 24/PreFab International Ciné). It finds Phil’s brand of expressive dark country, with lipstick tattooed tissue blues, & bacon sizzle Americana that deals the cards on heartache, devotion & redemption. Phil throws in a few applicable cover tunes & it adds color to his beer-stained diary of musical pages.
The set begins with a jaunty cowboy western tune, “Yes It’s Me,” that has a Jim Reeves heft in style, though Phil doesn’t have Reeves’ warm baritone. The song cruises along close to the edge of corny country & western, but Phil expertly & cleverly maintains both hands on the wheel & delivers a wonderfully disciplined feel-good song. There’s an alt-country Rank & File atmosphere to the melody that has momentum. Followed by the title track — also country-based & fueled by a chug-a-lug beat, a patent mixture of cowpunk that grabs your tapping feet by the ankles & guides you to the dance floor where you’ll dance with anything with a pulse. Quite good.
“Heartache By Delivery” is soaked with a Dave & Phil Alvin-type countrypolitan mandolin scratching indulgence. Interesting haunting stuff. Is there anything called progressive country, because that’s what it sounds like. Just enough echo on Phil’s voice to give it presence. Part Del-Lords, part Beat Farmers & air cooled throughout the showcase.
A bit more Los Lobos, Tito & Tarantula in tradition is the slow burn “day of the dead” oriented posturing of “See How We Roll.” It’s slathered in deep, hot harmonica butter & snake-rattling guitars that drift over like thin mist in a bayou swamp. You want atmosphere…I give you Phil Gammage. Excellent.
This self-produced album by Phil was created over the last 2 years in various studios in NYC to create the 8 tracks of Motel Called Loneliness (Dropped Oct. 24/PreFab International Ciné). It finds Phil’s brand of expressive dark country, with lipstick tattooed tissue blues, & bacon sizzle Americana that deals the cards on heartache, devotion & redemption. Phil throws in a few applicable cover tunes & it adds color to his beer-stained diary of musical pages.
The set begins with a jaunty cowboy western tune, “Yes It’s Me,” that has a Jim Reeves heft in style, though Phil doesn’t have Reeves’ warm baritone. The song cruises along close to the edge of corny country & western, but Phil expertly & cleverly maintains both hands on the wheel & delivers a wonderfully disciplined feel-good song. There’s an alt-country Rank & File atmosphere to the melody that has momentum. Followed by the title track — also country-based & fueled by a chug-a-lug beat, a patent mixture of cowpunk that grabs your tapping feet by the ankles & guides you to the dance floor where you’ll dance with anything with a pulse. Quite good.
“Heartache By Delivery” is soaked with a Dave & Phil Alvin-type countrypolitan mandolin scratching indulgence. Interesting haunting stuff. Is there anything called progressive country, because that’s what it sounds like. Just enough echo on Phil’s voice to give it presence. Part Del-Lords, part Beat Farmers & air cooled throughout the showcase.
A bit more Los Lobos, Tito & Tarantula in tradition is the slow burn “day of the dead” oriented posturing of “See How We Roll.” It’s slathered in deep, hot harmonica butter & snake-rattling guitars that drift over like thin mist in a bayou swamp. You want atmosphere…I give you Phil Gammage. Excellent.