All rights reserved. Sometimes dreams run down in the dead ends of reality. I got distracted by a lot of things that had nothing to do with music. And then there was his family, two boys whom he wanted to raise back in the Midwest. After seven years doing that, I realized that my sons were interested in music, so I thought I could spend quality time with them and get my music heard.
Some dads take their sons camping.
Some watch them play softball. The resulting CD, recorded with Peterson's old buddy Bobby McDermott on drums, is a pleasant surprise. Beneath its photocopier graphics and fuzzy four-track sound, Daddyo is among the best roots rock'n'roll albums from the Milwaukee area since the heyday of the Spanic Boys. The songs have the ringing melodies of young Pete Townsend, the strumming, rocking simplicity of Eddie Cochran. Peterson sings each of them with gusto.