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I'm not sure if this is the classic line-up, though I'm sure the fans will know. Samson is on guitar, Nicky Moore on vocals, Chris Aylmer on bass and Thundersticks on drums - the latter is caged and masked, which I assume is some sort of gimmick [or perhaps its someone moonlighting!]. As live albums go this is a pretty robust affair, the sound is boxy and raw and actually sounds like it was recorded in the London Astoria 2 and has not been touched up in the studio. The track selection is, I assume, the Samson songbook writ large - Test of Time, Vice Versa, Room 109, Turn Out The Lights, Brand New Day, Don't Get Mad Get Even, Red Skies, Earth Mother, Riding With The Angels, Tomorrow Or Yesterday and Mr Rock 'n' Roll. This album will be snapped up by the fans but I think it would also appeal to the blues-rocker who is missing a fix of that Delta mojo. The second album featuring Paul Samson [Live: The Blues Nights] is a collection of blues-rock tracks that have been recorded from live sessions by the various blues-based projects Samson was involved in mostly outside of his own heavy metal band. So we have tracks such as Reconsider Baby, Sweet Home Chicago, Not Guilty and Crossroads by Ric Lee's Breakers, Albatross, Black Magic Woman and Love That Burns from a Peter Green tribute show, Hot Girls, The City Blues and Cherokee Mist from sessions with the Richard Black Project, and finally A Fool For Your Stockings and Voodoo Chile (Slight Return) from Samson's own band. I have to admit that I prefer the blues recordings myself, perhaps because I'm more familiar with the material. And despite the various band line-ups on these tracks Paul Samson is fiery blues guitarist who can hold his own up there with all the other blues rockers. If you enjoyed Gary Moore's exploration of the blues during the 90's then I think you'll really enjoy this album - it's got the same intensity and drive. Recommended! |
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Night Star is one of those albums that sheds its light over several plays - superficially it sounds a little bland but dig deeper and it has its moments of interest. The overall effect is of a collection of dreamlike songs that are most effective listened to with the lights low and the listener relaxed. |
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Amon Duul II are one of those rock groups that I know only from the reference books as I was too young to really hear 'Krautrock' and its main proponents when it first invaded these shores in the late 60's/early 70's. Once Upon A Time purports to be the best of this seminal German rock band, and I can't dispute that as I'm not that familiar with their 'ouvre'. However, what we have here is a fine album of fully whigged out prog-rock, starting with a fiery Phallus Dei that brought up a few sci-fi apocalyptic visions in the old brainbox while listening to it. Soap Shock Rock carries on the same sort of sci-fi rock opera thrash and indeed the way the album is mixed, all ten tracks segue into each other in such a way that the albums sounds like one long track. In fact there is little sense that you are listening to a collection of the best of one group's output of thirty years - it all sounds as if it was recorded at the same sessions.
For Amon Duul II fans here is a complete tracklisting: Phallus Dei, Soap Shop Rock, Archangel Thunderbird, Syntelman's March of the Roaring 70th, C.I.D. In Uruk, All the Years Round, Surrounded by the Stars, Wolf City, Cerberus, Nada Moonshine #. The 8 page inlay booklet contains an interesting introduction to the group [though some notes on the tracks themselves would have been helpful], plus a selection of photos. This is an excellent package, there's some amazing out of your head music on this cd that you won't believe until you hear it! Highly Recommended. |
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Stray are a band that I can dimly recall from my pimply youth back in the 70s - a hard rocking band, they enjoyed more success in America than here in their own homeland, and it comes as something of a surprise to find that they are still going strong and making albums [this is their fifth on Mystic]. The current line-up is Del Bronham [gtr & vcls], John Bootle [bass] and Paul Watson [drums], and they seem to have evolved into a hard rocking blues-rock trio. With a title like Live: In Yer Face! you know exactly where you are with this album. Recorded at the Robin Hood RnB Club in the West Midlands, The band are on blistering form and tear through ten tracks from their current songbook, including a medley of [I assume] their early hits. I can't say that I was a fan in the band's early years, my tastes lay in other directions of rock music, but this album is a downright antidote to the anaemic state that pop and rock music are currently floundering in. It is such a joy to just hear a riffing guitar solo wailing away, instead of the quivering non-voice of a "Pop Idol" or other manufactured no-talent but cute looking boy or girl bands. Just a few seconds listening to this album and you know you are listening to a hard working band that have crafted and grafted over the years to refine their music and performance skills. If you like your rock music vital and loud, harking back to the days of Rory Gallagher, Cream, Wishbone Ash etc, then this album should bring tears to your eyes. Buy with confidence! |
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Not so much a sequel to Ken Hensley's last album, Running Blind, this latest album, A Glimpse Of Glory, is a much more personal affair. It explores the ex-Uriah Heep keyboard player's Christian beliefs and also rocks pretty well too, so anyone expecting a Cliff Richard wimp out will be severely disappointed. This is probably the least preachy 'Godrock' album I've heard in a long time - most of the tracks have the same structure as the earlier prog-rock albums, full of big riffs, keyboard wizardry and dramatic vocals, only the lyric content is different. Sadly, there are no sleevenotes so I can't tell you who else is playing on the CD, whoever they are they can certainly rock. A case in point is Jesus (Again & Again), a beefy mid tempo rocker with some deeply booming drums that propel it along. The country rocker The Joy of Knowing Jesus follows, framed in slide guitar and a hoedown beat. That classic 'unplugged' moment comes on the intense Guard Your Heart. Shakey Ground, with its southern blues-rock feel and gospel choir backing reminds me of the Allman Brothers - pass the chitlins! Well, I must admit that I usually cross the road when anything with a religious connotation hoves into my view, but I surprised myself by playing this album more than the customary couple of plays for reviewing purposes. So I guess that says something profound about A Glimpse Of Glory. The album works on two levels, a standard solo album that Heep fans can savour, plus something rocky and daring for the believers. Try and listen before you buy - the Rev Ken will have your soul within thirty seconds. |
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Originally released in 1981 as Boogie Assault: Live In Australia, this Canned Heat album is something of a historical record of a band in transition. Vocalist Bob 'The Bear' Hite had died earlier that year and the band had all but dissolved by the time an invitation to tour the antipodes was made. So original band drummer Fito de la Para reformed the band with legendary blues guitarist Walter Trout, and some other new members. The Australian tour was a successful one and the band still tour today. Walter Trout's reputation as a primo blues guitarist has grown many fold since 1981, including a stint with the equally legendary John Mayall's Bluesbreakers, and he's recently toured as a solo act here in the UK, hence this re-release. But what of Live in Oz? Well, it isn't the classic line-up but the band rock and boogie and give it the maximum welly. All the hits are there: On The Road Again, Amphetamine Annie, Goin' Up The Country, Let's Work Together, plus a selection of tasty blues boogies, not least the twenty-two minute epic Refried Hockey Boogie. One misses The Bear's gruff voice but this is a good band, they're tight and the Australian audience obviously are enjoying the gig. And so did I - a belt of the blues every so often is good for the system and this album does the business. |
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The deification of Tina Turner as a Rock Goddess since she became a solo performer back in the early 80's has tended to ignore the music she made with ex-husband Ike. Ignoring the details of their life together let's concentrate on the music they made together. This new compilation brings together 18 tracks recorded between 1969 and 1974, with most being studio cuts interspersed with the odd live track. This period was a transitional one for the Ike & Tina Turner Review - they still performed for their core rhythm and blues black audience, but they had also crossed over to the white rock audience thanks to support stints for the Stones and other rock bands. Ike Turner was nothing if not a believer in giving the punter what they wanted, so the bands' repertoire for the white audiences included a lot of cover versions of rock hits such as Get Back, Proud Mary, With A Little Help From My Friends, and Honky Tonk Woman. These were mixed in with the bands' own hits: River Deep Mountain High, Nutbush City Limits and Sexy Ida, and some of the best soul and r'n'b cuts doing the rounds at the time. So what we have here on Ultimum Maximum is a typical playlist for a Review performance - a blistering mix of rock, r'n'b and soul played by one of the hottest bands of the time, backing one of the rawest and inspiring voices in pop music. Ultimum Maximum is a very impressive collection of tracks, with little padding - it rocks like shit and doesn't let up. Ever! |
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This is the second solo album by John Butler, a musician I've not heard of before but he was a member of an early 90's group, Diesel Park West who I have heard of. The album begins with the slightly Dylanesque Ticket To Heaven, which has a hint of Knocking on Heaven's Door to it. Indeed, Butler has a voice that seems to be part Bob Dylan rasp, part Bruce Springsteen roar, and a dash of Graham Parker's soul. So it's a soulful, rocky voice and all the songs have what used to be called AOR potential. My Brother There continues the album with a hook-laden song that would be too damn classy for single release in the current climate of manufactured boy bands. Perfect Love is another 'big rock' sound track. There are no listings of the musicians in the cd inlay so I don't know if John Butler played everything himself, if he did then I am very impressed as the album has a tight cohesiveness that usually only comes about with a well-rehearsed band. This is damn fine album with some lovely songs and a lot of attitude - it should be on any discerning mature rock fans shopping list! |
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This is the first time I've really come across singer/songwriter Tim Rose - I was aware of his reputation, forged in the heady days of the sixties folk activism, when his reputation matched Bob Dylan's as a sharp wordsmith. But this is the first time I've actually heard HIM! And what an experience - that gravel-laced growl is extraordinary, and when allied to a set of ten new songs that pretty much strips off the veneer of many of the absurdities of modern life in America and elsewhere. The sleevenotes suggest that Rose has been living in Europe for many years [indeed, this album was recorded in Norway and the UK], and that reinforces the overall feeling that this album is a letter of hope, rage and sorrow from an ex-pat [I have this mental image of the singer broadcasting frantically to America, trying to find a chink in its shield of insular consumerism]. The musicianship by the small Norwegian band backing Rose is exemplary, fitting the lyrics with an amazing empathy. It's very difficult to pick out just a few songs from this collection, the quality is so high, but American Son, Ageing Soldier, Tiger In Cages, and world-weary Where Did The Good Times Go will do as highlights. If you think Tim Rose vanished into obscurity years ago, then think again - American Son is all the evidence you need to know he's back and in great form! |
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My only experience of Popol Vuh before this album was on the soundtracks to assorted Werner Herzog movies starring Klaus Kinski. That was back in the 70s/80s, and as one does I assumed PV had split up long ago. And yet here is their latest album, their 27th! Future Sound Experience was originally recorded back in 1993, but the new version here has been re-mastered and with newly recorded musical links to join the tracks into one entirety. The Mystic Records press sheet would have you believe that Popol Vuh are a "New Age" group, but in truth they always were a mix of Krautrock and Prog-Rock, now with added World Music elements. There is no way that the brilliant music on this cd could be cast into that most anodine of musical categories: New Age. Okay, so what have you got on this album? The ingredients are: synths, ethnic percusion and other instruments, drones, chants, choirs, sampled sounds, acoustic/electric guitars, flutes. All mixed into this exhilarating symphony depicting a haunting [and perhaps haunted?] timelessness - a dreamworld created by the Ancients. There are eight tracks, or parts, to this symphony [if you like]: Gutes Land, Kleiner Kreiger, Morgengruss, Hungern und Duersten, Liedklagen, Reines Herz, Weinen und Lachen, and finally Tanz. For me, the most evocative section of the album is from Liedklagen onwards, where the various drones and chants resolve into a compulsively tuneful melody that stays long in the mind. Future Sound Experience is a masterful album, hitting all the right buttons consistently. The musicians involved [Florian Fricke, Holgar Trülzsch, Frank Fiedler, Bettina Fricke and Gerhard Augustin] have aptly moulded so many different strands of music genres and created something uniquely theirs. It may only be a week or two into the new year but I have no second thoughts about making this the Album of the Year here @ The Borderland. I have to complete this review by adding a sad footnote, Popol Vuh's composer and group leader Florian Fricke died on December 29th, 2001, the result of a stroke suffered prior to Christmas. The world has lost a musical visionary. |
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Do What You Love opens with a blaster of a track, Take Off, all pounding drums and psychedelic violin and guitars - reminded me of another San Francisco band, The Jefferson Airplane... The band return to their roots with a Joplin song, I Need A Man To Love, where Lisa Battle makes the song her own. Bo's Bio features a vocal by Sam Andrew and is a belter of a rocker with plenty of fuzz guitar. The ghost of Joplin (via Lisa) returns with a fine performance of Woman Is Losers. The OK Chorale is a short but charming instrumental featuring jazz violin. Do What You Love opens with a funky groove (very 70's thang) and rocks mightily. These few tracks I've mentioned are just some of the highlights - in fact I can't think of any negative ones. I may have been too young for Big Brother first time round but I'm glad I'm here for the curtain call. This is a fine album that should appeal to the mature rock fan - I'd love to see the band winning over the younger crowd at Glastonbury. Recommended. |
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Ken Hensley is the ex-keyboard player for veteran prog-rockers Uriah Heep, and this is his latest solo album. The album opens in true prog-rock style with an Overture: "Las Tristeza Secreta De UnCorazon Gitano" Pt 1, followed by Prelude: A Minor Life - the former is a nice quasi-classical instrumental which morphs into a prog-rock guitar and keyboards workout in the Heep style. The remainder of the fourteen tracks are songs, from the rocking Out of My Control and You've Got It [The American Dream] and It's Up To You, to the gentler and more personal Finney's Tale, I Close My Eyes and A Little Piece Of Me [Julia's Song]. On the whole this is good old fashioned rock music, the sort that I listened to in my formative years back in the late 60's and early 70's - the days when rock was ROCK and hadn't fragmented into God knows how many segments that confuse me now. The musicianship is as high as you'd expect but thankfully the usual overblown prog-rock solos are mostly missing, so none of the tracks overstay their welcome. Running Blind is an album of real music and songs created by an individual and not the dreaded committee that seems to have taken over the pop genre lately. The bottom line is that Running Blind will appeal to music fans of my generation - and course the legion of Uriah Heep fans out there. |