To be fair, I don’t think any band could keep it going at the rate of ‘Don and Dewey’. Wow, what a blast. But in some ways, it was the perfect antithesis to what follows whilst still capturing elements of west coast America, circa 1970. And then what the hell….you get a real hoedown tune not out of place in any C&W bar, called originally Hoedown. What were they on that day? Especially as, either side you get the lovely Hammond organ sounds prodding through on both tracks. Maybe they were trying very hard not to be pigeon holed in their first outing. And then strangely, just as the track was in full swing, ‘Soapstone Mountain’ fades way too quickly. Was the plug pulled?
And on it goes. I had to check when I flipped it over that I hadn’t inadvertently moved onto some dreamy James Bond sequence soundtrack. As it was, ‘It comes right down to you’ wouldn’t be out of place on a fairground ride. And by this point, it was I reaching for the drugs, because these guys must have been on a different bag each day.
It is classed as psychedelic rock on one site I read. They got the first bit right. Psychedelic it most certainly is. But I would not put it in that category. It crosses so many fields. At times, if I’m honest it sounds a little dated, and I rarely think that of most music. But in some ways, that matters not at all. You are listening to a band that came out of 60’s SF. If you can’t cope with experimentation, you shouldn’t be listening to music. It’s odd, at times brilliant – Good lovin’ is a real driving force of a song that is just brilliant – and also at the same time confusing and completely left field. You try and review ‘Good lovin’ against ‘It comes right down to you’.
You need a degree or a prescription.
