IN REVIEW | SANTA FE
Gov’t Mule packs the horsepower
Band’s two-and-a-half-hour show at Santa Fe Brewing keeps the energy soaring
You can tell a lot about a musical group from the T-shirts their fans wear.
As I waded through the sea of tie-dye, straw hats and gray hair in the spacious leafy courtyard behind Santa Fe Brewing last Saturday, I spotted concert tees from jam bands Widespread Panic and the Grateful Dead, bluesy Southern rockers Creedence Clearwater Revival and Blues Traveler, alt-country hipsters Wilco, psychedelic pioneers Pink Floyd, math rockers Rush and even classic metal acts like Black Sabbath and Metallica, alongside, naturally, shirts for Gov’t Mule — the group we had all come to see — and Warren Haynes, their lead singer.
Even if the shirts were all classic rock or classic rock-adjacent, there’s still a world of difference between the Grateful Dead and Metallica. How does Gov’t Mule unite such disparate fandoms?
It’s largely a testament to North Carolina-born frontman Haynes’ sonic epicurianism. A master chef of sound, Haynes takes musical ideas from anywhere and everywhere and slow-cooks them into a Brunswick stew of alchemized expression that’s bursting with flavor yet still, somehow, harmonious.
Take, for example, the band’s covers of Bob Marley and the Wailers’ “Lively Up Yourself” and The Police’s “Message in a Bottle,” both of which they performed during their second set. Without completely jettisoning those songs’ reggae fundamentals, Gov’t Mule seamlessly transitioned from low-slung guitar grooves and dub-oriented drum fills into hard-driving rock and blues swagger. Haynes’ dark, sludgy playing on “Lively Up Yourself” was totally unexpected — think ’70s-era Tony Iommi of Black Sabbath standing in for the Wailers’ Al Anderson — but totally brilliant. On “Message in a Bottle,” Haynes’ note-bending solos recalled B.B. King at his most urgent and plaintive.
Gov’t Mule formed in 1994 as an Allman Brothers spin-off project. And while both groups are typically labeled “Southern rock” — The Allman Brothers practically invented the genre — neither group ever liked the term. In Paul Alan’s “One Way Out: The Inside History of the Allman Brothers Band,” Haynes said: “The problem I have is a lot of people associate (Southern rock) with rednecks and rebel flags and backward mentality. That has never been representative of The Allman Brothers Band.”
In fact, when The Allman Brothers formed in 1969, they were one of the few racially integrated rock bands around. (Their last surviving original member, Jai Johanny “Jaimoe” Johanson, is Black.) Even in 2026, American music remains largely segregated. So, it’s significant that Gov’t Mule is currently touring with a Black drummer — two-time Grammy-winning New Orleans native Terence Higgins — while founding member Matt Abts recovers from performance-related injuries.
Higgins is as versatile as Haynes, shuffling from rim-heavy Caribbean rhythms to swampy, blues-rock beats and heavy bass hits, all delivered with the silky-smooth strut of a Bernard Purdie or a Ziggy Modeliste. In other words, he does incredible stuff, rhythmically, and makes it look easy.
Another label Gov’t Mule gets slapped with, besides “Southern rock,” is “jam band.” But if you think jam bands are lazy, spaced-out noodlers, that couldn’t be further from the case with them. The two most impressive things about Gov’t Mule are their stamina and their precision.
The band stepped onstage at precisely 7 p.m. — no opener — and, apart from a 15-minute intermission, played continuously until 9:45. There was no talking between songs, and they sometimes jumped straight from one song to the next, although — amazingly — they also went through more instrument changes than I’ve seen at any concert.
Between bassist Kevin Scott, multi-instrumentalist Danny Louis and Haynes himself, I reckon there were close to two dozen instrument changes. I lost count after 15. But because their roadies were quick-change magicians, the flow was never interrupted. The band kept charging forward like an unstoppable train as pretuned guitars and basses were swapped from their shoulders. At one point, a crew member even removed a guitar slide from Haynes’ finger midsong so he could go from sliding to plucking without taking so much as a two-second break.
I felt a few raindrops toward the end of the band’s second set.
“This is the time we would normally walk offstage, then come back on and do an encore,” Haynes said. “But because there’s lightning in the distance, we’re just gonna do it now before they kick us out.”
They immediately launched into a blazing rendition of Haynes’ most iconic song, “Soulshine,” and the crowd of nearly 1,200 sang along.
Whatever you may think of Southern rock, blues-rock or jam bands, I assure you, Gov’t Mule transcends all that. For two-and-a-half hours they rocked with spellbinding intensity, never losing momentum or skipping a beat. Don’t sleep on Gov’t Mule. They just might be the most underrated rock band touring today.
Logan Royce Beitmen is an arts writer for the ϼ. He covers visual art, music, fashion, theater and more. Reach him at lbeitmen@abqjournal.com or on Instagram at .
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