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Guitar Played Through Mud Tastes the Best — The Modern "Have-Nots" Blues in Brennan Wedl's New Album Throwing back a cheap whiskey on the rocks at a dive bar late at night, a thought often crosses my mind: Isn't the world getting just a little too polished? Rather than pitch-perfect, digitally tuned vocals, I find myself digging through my record crate searching for raw songs that smell like mud on the hem of frayed jeans. And delivering a fiercely smoky gut punch right to the parched soul of this clumsy middle-aged guy is Brennan Wedl's self-titled album, Brennan Wedl, out now on ANTI-. ### You Can't Live on Platitudes Alone — Songs That Embrace the Grit …