It’s not ska, and it’s not rocksteady, but it’s definitely Jamaican and powerfully dancy — you can call it “69 Reggae” after the year of its initial popularity.
As expected, it sounds like the first half of a Ray Bradbury novel, where the bright colors, joyful sounds, and easy smiles let you know something is deeply, deeply wrong, or possibly just inexplicable, or mysterious, but unabashedly psychedelic.
A satisfying blend of low rock, electronic tomfoolery, and soulful groove wrapped up in hypnotic repetition, garnished with distinctively affected male and female voices. Pairs well with dim lighting and a good stereo.
Revisiting the heady concept of Goths, this new album accurately captures a specific scene in time, the early and mid '90s alternatives, in lyrical approach if not style. Includes the incredible story-come-true of "Candlebox,"