Via The Soda Shop:
Look away-- you'll get lost.
SUDDENLY:
The screeching, rising roar of focused, ecstatic cocophany, a dervish of a riff over a sustained shriek in key, like maybe an alto sax in the background… like a sludge band from 1001 Nights… a revolving riff like Mountain Song….
He had the gestalt already: the band was Wildildlife*, the song “I want you out,” and the album– Give In To Live.
He was sweaty, he panicked: all he could think was, The Black Crowes as a psychedelic sludge band— but it made no sense, it didn’t scan: those sounds shouldn’t go together– (more…)
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