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TRICKY WOO
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 Tricky Woo are, or rather were,
opened-shirt paisley pushers, sideburn shamans of the psychedelic
revolution. But five albums in and these Montreal consciousness conductors
have tightened the scarves that bind, like nooses ‘round poor boys’ necks,
and run the soul train right off the damn track, with purple smoke
billowing from the locomotive stack and sparks flying amidst demon whip
cracks. A few more stokes of the heathen rock n’ roll fire oughta do the
trick, cap’n! And so the fantasy quest for things that don’t exist hurtles
right along through the night and the fog, backed by the power of NWOBHM
riffs, classic licks, and glam kicks, making unscheduled stops at the
mystic stations of phallacy and strange love. All aboard the thunder
express! Leave your blind side behind.________________________________________________________ |
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-Jeff Warren |