From Rolling Stone
This talented Rockabilly Revival/Country Rock outfit is almost as bad-ass as the black-clad man for whom they're named. With pure Americana heart and soul, the Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash unleash their heavy, toe-tapping shuffle rhythms, adroit and stylish steel picking, and tone-showcasing guitar work that approximates a train chooglin' down the track full steam ahead. The soulful singer belts it out like he's been in prison for twenty years and busted out to taste his first bite of fried chicken in two decades.
From CountryReview.com
There is a lot of truth in time worn adages. Like the one that says, you should never judge a book by its cover. Likewise, never judge a group by its name. The Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash prove the point. Convincingly. They do it with their genre-hopping second album, Distance Between (Ultimatum Music).
This four-piece San Diego-based band – acoustic and electric guitar Mark Stuart, bass Clark Stacer, lead guitar Deane Cote and drummer Joey Galvin – confirm with their well-earned honky-tonk and road-traveled musical legitimacy. They’re anything but outcasts.
BSOJC, who have the paternal blessing of the man whose name and not genes they carry, under Mark Stuart’s lyrical baton have melded an album reeking of country and well-placed rock slashes. An album that is seamless in its energy, storytelling, and tight and robust musical charge...(read full review)
From The New York Post
Now that real country music isn't allowed in Nashville anymore, it's taken refuge in unlikely places such as New York, Austin and even San Diego. The Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash, from Southern California, play real country that makes no apologies for the way it twangs.
The band makes you remember why you liked Merle Haggard, Waylon Jennings and Marty Robbins, not to mention Bastard Sons' adopted dad, who gave the boys permission to use his name in theirs.
From HybridMagazine.com
This is the tale of a record by a band with an eye-catching name. The Bastard Sons Of Johnny Cash caused a bit of a stir with their name. What most people didn’t realize is that they had the complete blessing of the Man In Black himself. So, that makes you think…if it’s good enough for the namesake to approve the use of his name, then it’s gotta be one hell of a record. Hey, Cash is no slouch when it comes to taste...(read full review)
