The Black Crowes - Warpaint
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The Black Crowes have grooved out their best Lp since Amorica.Can't get this one out of my head.Warpaint is the first studio album from the Black Crowes in seven years.On Warpaint, the driving force is the blues. Warpaint marks the recording debut of two new band members - guitarist Luther Dickinson and keyboardist Adam MacDougall - who join Chris, Rich, drummer Steve Gorman and bassist Sven Pipien. Dickinson, of North Mississippi Allstars, officially steps in to replace producer/guitarist Paul Stacey, whose position with the band was always intended to be temporary. Luther Dickinson brings his glass slide and honed chops and gives this lp a depth not heard in quite some time. The album opens with the first single "Goodbye Daughters of the Revolution",wherein Chris Robinson calls you to "join the jubilee as Dickinson"s sweet slide greases the swagger. The next song Walk Believer Walk crawls n grinds along as the momentum begins to build on the album.It becomes apparent to this listener this is their strongest set of tunes in a long long time. Oh Josephine seems to tell of longing and heartache a personal favorite right down to the sweet choruses of "oh Josephine you're dressed in blackoh Josephine your eyes are blueand i know now there's no turning backoh Josephine what will we do?" Classic rock southern-fried blues at it's best. Evergreen hearkens back the sound that made them the most rock n roll band in rock n roll. We Who See The Deep,Locust Street,Movin'On Down The Line all shake stir n simmer into one big southern fried boogie that reminds me of the sounds of my youth all rolled up into some old hippie joint i smoked maybe 20 years ago. Wounded Bird is another track favorite that burns Atlanta again like shermans march except what they are burning is actually some mysticism and electric blues with a little stomp thrown in for good measure. God's Got It,written by the Rev Charlie Jackson,is a solid cover way heaver than the original.No complaints here. With the ass end of the lp There's Gold In Them Hills,and Whoa Mule wraps the album in fine for reestablishing the Brothers Robinson as a formidable force in some good old hippie shake rattle and stomp southern fried rock.
yeah i give it 4.5 PIMP starsget you some
yeah i give it 4.5 PIMP starsget you some
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