Freedom Tower: No Wave Dance Party 2015, in contrast to quite rocking comeback album Meat & Bone lot punky blues, blues-electrified. Oh yes, the uptempo numbers of the Black Keys are not far from the high-energy end of the blues-rock flagpole. Freedom Tower is a real throwback to sweaty, smoky, drunken times when Jon Spencer, Judah Bauer and Russell SimIns were traveling young and good ballernd of the endocrine glands. Spencer barks distorted and emerged with echo commands, such as the fountain of youth, peasant shakes a hard-groove from his guitar as if he had discovered in the last year for the first time Punk after he was of existence as Cat Powers studio guitarist tired and SimIns ignites again precisely rattling explosions that bring the explosion in the Blues Explosion.
And Freedom Tower is fast, really fast, no need 35 minutes to New York without prologue and exposure their blues-rock litanies herausjammen. The first album, dedicated thematically her hometown, coincides with the door into the rock house and deals with the rather inglorious facets of the metropolis, a paean à la Frank Sinatra would also be plenty of inauthentic in this kind grooving crudities. Corrupt cops, unsuccessful artist, narcissistic celebrity chefs, left alone prostitutes: Freedom Tower sings, betanzt that Randständigkeiten and obscurities umschüttelt a megacity that unites all social ambivalence easily into itself.
What makes them so irresistible to the full-throttle rock and roll of the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, even after 30 years of existence, is his absolute attractive danceable. Although hard, fast and with lots of punk, we see no testosterones thrashing with the legendary blues-rockers from the Big Apple. It's the sexy side faster rock music, hüftschwingend and fingerschnippend which is celebrated here, and also in twenty-fifteen there is far and wide no one who can make this job better, honorable mention perhaps the Underground Soul punks of The Bellrays , Their band motto is also Spencers Kombo, and in particular for their tenth album, an incisive slogan: Blues is the teacher, punk is the preacher.
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