Red Mile the latest from Calgary collective Crack Cloud places itself firmly in a nonconformist tradition. Zappa, Beefheart and the likes of Flaming Lip and Black Lips come to mind, It's a representative of a certain sensibility as much as an album of music,
I wonder how much I'll come back to this, though I enjoted listenung this morning, It's rather jarring. It doesn't attempt to hit the right notes. On the cover a member of the band in ied vermillion hair is shown, skydiving in shades.
It flies the Freak Flag, of the kind that Kesey Kerouac and Ginsberg birst planted themselves under. It's a but more discordant than the kin of thing I'm looking for but I respect its insurrection.
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