By Séamus Smyth

“Come Around Sundown” is a title that relays the message perfectly for what to expect from this album.
The four Followill boys take a cruise with their Tennessee roots intact packed inside an ol’ pickup truck accompanied by a lovely sunset i.e. the euphoric riffs that sail through front to back of the album.

The nephews of Uncle Leon invite their recent pop fans (who jumped on board once “Sex on Fire” hit the waves) to merge with their loyal base of many years passed, to enter the brother’s kingdom for a few steps into a world of nirvana.

Lead singer Caleb’s effortless, bluesy sound always seems to have the right amount of venom that no matter how mellow the other boys choose to keep the tempo, each song has KOL’s signature neo-grunge sound.

Track three off the album, “Pyro,” has hints of a potential 2010 version of “Use Somebody,”: a rock-ballad with mad crossover appeal.
Where KOL was rambunctious and fueled with ambition on their previous work, Because of the Times, with songs such as “Crawl” and “Sex on Fire” sending mixed messages to former flames, “Come Around Sundown,” comes off as watching the boys pulling up lawn chairs and pouring a southern bourbon to reflect on life, their southern upbringing, and yes even the sunset.

Caleb mentioned in an interview with Q magazine that his proudest writing achievement was “Cold Desert,” a song that he had written in an incapacitated blur. Despite the rock n, roll cliché apparently working magic for yet another rock star, it appears to have developed a nouveau standard to uphold all of KOL’s future and present words of wisdom.

“Back Down South,” could find a home on top 40, yet receive applause at the Country Music Awards, demonstrating further the acceptance of mixing and mashing traditional genres of music. You can take the boys out of the south, they can even sell out Madison Square Garden, but the boys can’t seem, and sure as hell don’t want to, kick that southern tang that the world has become appreciative to.

The boys give the most popular song of all time, “Happy Birthday to You,” a much-deserved makeover with their own rendition of the track.
KOL takes the wholesome chant and laces the bridge with obvious sexual innuendo, but with its’ charming chorus:

“We gonna come together, we gonna celebrate
We gonna gather around, like it’s your birthday,”

It may be the modern-rockers much awaited-birthday serenading reply to the hip-hop, bottle poppin’ 50 Cent anthem, ”go shawty..its your birthday,” aka “In the Club.”

KOL’s southern brand of country/rock is always served straight up; no chase required or desired. The boys continue to be innovative and despite greater success as every new album drops, they never fail to deter from the sound of prior years to ensure the taste never gets sour.