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Planting the seed

“We think about it as a team,” she said. “Watching so many bands for so long and standing in the audience, I was like, ‘I want to try that.’ After playing by yourself for so many years and seeing what level you can reach with so many musicians coming in, you pretty much have to.
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Commercial rock

Center of the Universe Festival featuring Capital Cities, Young The Giant, AWOLNATION & more
Downtown Tulsa 

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Mack truckin’

9 p.m. Friday 
Kamp’s Lounge 
1310 NW 25th St. 

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Chevy cruisin’

Chevy Woods with Kevin Gates & more
9 p.m. Sunday 
Vibe Night Club 
227 SW 25th St. 

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Rock steady

7 p.m. Saturday
Frontier City
11501 N. Interstate 35 Service Road
Free with park admission 

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The Del Toros — Young Blood Rising

Matt Carney January 5th, 2012

If you didn’t pick up on a sense of the dramatic while listening to white boy soul-rockers The Del Toro’s 2010 full-length debut “Come Down,” then there’s probably something wrong with your audio speakers. Or ears.

The group’s second effort, “Young Blood Rising,” rekindles that handsome, blue-eyed pop-blues-rock storytelling that singer Dave Rumsey’s good for; and the band steps forward with a confident swagger of knowing it has a couple of great anthemic lyrics and badass guitar solos stashed away for later.

The Del Toros spread that good, hooky stuff nice and even across these 13 songs, which range from the bright-toned and dreamy title track to the comfy piano-swaddled lull “Foreign Films” and up a red-dirt-riffing arc on “I’m Gone” in a quick three-song, mid-album suite. They also break out an organ, harmonica and slide guitar — sometimes all together — as in the first two-thirds of “Again.”

Rumsey’s lyrics are the constant here, but remain very much dynamic. One minute on “Quit You,” he says he’s a “sucker for your freckled skin,” the next he’s raised a glass and shouting a chorus of “here’s to forgettin’ you.” The appropriately named closer, “Hymn,” pensively completes an album that began with “Kick Drum Blues,” a restless love letter to Americana. Listening to “Young Blood Rising” feels an awful lot like returning home after a long adventure that had more ups than downs. —Matt Carney

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