Album Review – Brent Cobb’s “Ain’t Rocked in a While”


Southern Rock (#562) on the Country DDS.

Something’s gotten into our sweet little boy from Sumpter County, Georgia. We’re used to Brent Cobb serenading us with songs about the simple things in life and slowing down, infused with warm Southern harmonies and soulful grooves that put you in the right mood no matter what might be weighing on your mind.

That’s definitely not what transpires here. Ain’t Rocked in a While might alter your mood, but it’ll be from the jolt of adrenaline, and the freeing from inhibition this album inspires. If you’re not careful, you might get caught by your your wife or girlfriend wailing away on air guitar, standing on the couch cushions that even the dog gets kicked off of.

We can’t be too surprised Brent Cobb took a sabbatical from his country stuff to to make a Southern rock record. After all, his first album called No Place Left to Leave from 2006 (but reissued in 2020) had a lot of those elements and influences for sure. In fact, if Cobb hadn’t fallen into the songwriting crowd in Nashville, penning tracks for the likes of Miranda Lambert, Kenny Chesney, and Kellie Pickler early in his career, Southern Rock might have been how the Brent Cobb sound developed.

Ain’t Rocked in a While imagines Brent Cobb’s career if he’d become a Southern rocker, screaming into a microphone in live sessions, and recording straight to tape with his backing band of Len Clark on drums, Matt McDaniel on guitar, and Josh Williams on bass, also known as “The Fixin’s.” The album is a loud, rambunctious, greasy, uninhibited affair that puts songwriting second to finding a groove and laying down in it. It’s garage rock deep fried in a vat of ’70s sweat.


As much of a departure as all of this sounds, on the color wheel of Southern music, Ain’t Rocked is actually more adjacent to what Brent Cobb’s known for than you might think. Groove and soul have always been paramount to his music. It’s just now the overdrive switch has been activated, and the gain turned up. If you’re not convinced it was a good idea for Cobb to go in this direction by the time you get to the 7th track “Power Man,” followed by perhaps the most potent track in the bunch, “Take Yer Meds,” then you never will be. This ain’t for you.

This album sure is one hell of a good time, though if we’re being honest, the big hits come with a couple swings and misses. Instead of trying to contribute something new to the Southern rock legacy, Cobb’s okay just trying to recreate the Southern ’70s Georgia rock sound. The way Cobb sings the melody straight in line with the guitar on certain songs lacks some of the imagination and compositional power that was so important to classic Southern rock.

When the album hits though, it hits. The grooves set on “Bad Feelin’,” “Do It All The Time,” and “Even If It’s Broke” are absolutely sick. And though this isn’t a songwriting album, Cobb finds the right moods for the lyricism that’s aligned with the ’70s era he looks to evoke, even if at times, the words are hard to follow through the noise.

Over-analyze this thing, or talk yourself into believing this is some sea change new direction in Brent Cobb’s career, and you might get spooked. Sit back and enjoy this as a wild card side project from one of independent country’s killer Southern songwriters, and you’ll pull plenty of enjoyment from it.

7.8/10

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