Brantley Gilbert doesn't twang. If anything, his guitars crunch, spewing feedback that recalls muscled mid­-'90s grunge, while his tense voice pushes outward through gritted teeth. It's the subject matter that makes this country: Songs like "Lights of My Hometown" (which ends with a gospel choir blowout) and "Small Town Throwdown" (sporting a riff worthy of the Dazed and Confused soundtrack) detail rural life with defiant pride. Don't believe his account? "Same Old Song" invites skeptical city folk to come visit. This LP is the next best thing.