'Years' solidifies the point: Sarah Shook & the Disarmers have moved from getting people’s attention to commanding it. The bands’ new album–with its sharpened songwriting, unique perspective deepened sound and roll-up-your-sleeves attitude–will grab you by the collar and put a defiant finger to your chest. It is resolute blunt and unflinching. Built around the buoyant pedal steel of Phil Sullivan and the post-punk rattle and Live at San Quentin hum of Eric Peterson’s guitar there are echoes of Merle Haggard as much as Neko Case and Ty Segall. Its home is the ragged-but-real honky tonk, not the bro-country "honky tonk".