They are masters of eerie, downright evil, tunes - that rock. So what happens when you recontextualize the songs? Suppose you wanna “take it down a notch,” as they say? See how they sound without amplification, with Lewis’s impassioned caterwauling dialed back… and with electric piano?
In calling their new album Heretics, the Toadies acknowledge they’re messing with something that ain’t broke. But they know they have the luxury of a very accepting fan base - the kind that followed them through a quarter-century that included tough times as well as figurative and literal near-death experiences. They’re attentive, willing to roll with some changes.