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But if, like me, your instro tastes lean more towards wall-to-wall
guitardozer rock, then you won’t be disappointed with this disc either.
The whole whap-a-dang opens with rockabilly Prince of Darkness Link Wray
unscrewing heads with one of his funkiest, nastiest tracks, “Deuces Wild,”
and a lucky 13 tunes later, you get another savage jolt of Link with “Jack
the Ripper.” If that firestorm of feedback doesn’t satisfy your bloodlust,
then clap your eardrums around Jan Davis’ “Watusi Zombie,” which has the
veteran studio gunman laying down the unholiest jungle hoodoo this side of
Cannibal Holocaust. Slightly less deranged (by a degree or two at best) is
future blues man Roy Buchanan, here billed as The Secrets, firing off
armor-piercing riffs with “Twin Exhaust,” and L.A.’s Riptides, who hotwire
the Bo Diddley beat and drive it off a cliff for “Machine Gun” (later part
of the foundation for the Cramps’ “Call of the Wighat”). But you know
what? Fast or slow, you’re still gonna get to Gonesville with this disc,
so put it in your tank and watch the deadhead miles breeze by. |
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-Paul Gaita |
You got two types of ‘60s guitar instrumentals busting strings (not to
mention eardrums and bra straps) on this twangtastic compilation. You got
the smooth senders – the studio guys laying down tight, R&B-driven rockers
that knock you out of your seat with dizzying flashes of fretwork, like
pop-rockers the Fireballs (“Bulldog,” “Sugar Shack”), who’ll send your
hips to twitching with “Quite a Party,” or all-pro session man Al Casey,
who offers up a seductive spin through “Jezebel” before turning up the
steam heat on the CD closer “Thunder Cloud.” There are plenty of cuts like
that on Dancehall Stringbusters, and if you’re an instro freak or a guitar
man/gal with a taste for precision slinging, you’ll find that satisfaction
here.