In my book, you’re taking a big risk when you label your band a “jam band.” Bunkdoozy, a local group, takes that risk on their MySpace page — but, thankfully, only minutes into their latest release, Secret of the Oozy, they break all association with hula-hooping Dead-heads and Phish-y jam-band festivals. In fact, labeling Bunkdoozy as any genre of music would be wrong: This is a band rooted in experimentation, a band throwing themselves headfirst into untested waters. Granted, there’s no lack of jamming on their record, but their songs are mini-jams, short little ditties that never extend past four and a half minutes. Each track has plenty of downplayed grooving, cooing vocals and drawn-out solos. And just when they get into a jam, they break it up, overlaying the funkiness with gravelly, gutsy vocals and sudden changes in direction.
