Dark Boogie
I would think that most of the apt allusions for describing
Endless Boogie’s gritty rock jams have been tied to the back of an old pick-up
truck and dragged along the gravel road at the back of a shack [though hailing
from New York, the rough bucolic vista doesn’t quite fit].
Whilst different to Retribution Gospel Choir’s faithful adherence
to the Neil Young extended guitar-rock ethos, it does do elaboration and mixes
in Stones with Beefheart and even Velvet Underground, I think, or perhaps The
Doors, on a slow blues groove like The
Artemus Ward, but that’s in its narrative vocal. Opener The Savagist is the longest and most existential
of the aforementioned ethos. But in these two tracks and all others it is the
guitar work from Jesper Eklow and Paul Major that exudes.
Like the fuzz and wah-wah across eleven minutes of On Cryology. Major growls too on many, like General Admission where ‘there’s no cheap seats!’ Be hypnotised by the
endless boogie beneath that snarl, the continued wah-wah, and the dulcet lead.
At eighty minutes across all eight tracks, averaging 10
minutes each, it’s a journey probably best taken it its entirety in the dark,
however that is induced. I’ve only dabbled in seated daylight head-banging,
dreaming of a time long gone when I would have placed this on the turntable and
stretched out for the duration, a speaker against each ear, aroused by the
signal to flip it over, then maybe woken from whatever much later.
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