Thanks to Clay Phillips for his review of Dancing In The Belly Of The Beast
Posted by Trudi Brown on January 10, 2020. 0 Comments
Great review!!...thanks Clay Phillips ššš
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******NEW ALBUM REVIEW******
āDancing In The Belly Of The Beastā
Bushmaster Blues featuring Gary Brown
First off, this is a stupendous Rhythm&Blues album. Youāll find a more than full serving of knife edge blues, all spilling from this Prospect Park, VA Bluesman and his cast of thousands*, but youāll find so very much more than that... Thereās nods to the quintessential D.C. artform known as go-go music, thereās dips and dabs of jazz and buckets of soul, and thereās enough absolutely acid wah guitar to satisfy the staunchest Hendrixian, but thereās still more...
Thereās a wealth of emotion in the 14 tracks here, from the opening bounce of the lead-off āProfileā, which juxtaposes the rolling, constant riff and the lovely strains of the background vocalists with the absolutely crushing subject matter of the song. The lyrics follow suit, using the phrase āprofile in courageā as a well-schooled buttress against the racial profiling that has proliferated in the country for the last ever how many years itās been since you noticed it going on (because honestly, thatās the only time something seems to really become a problem, right? When we notice itās happening, THEN itās an issue, right??...but I digress)...
All the way through to the closer, āThing Back Homeā, a wildly unexpected countryish shuffle, with a solo that youād swear came from a Gretsch Country Gentleman with a great big smoking āGā brand fresh on its face.
(Trust me, you really, REALLY want to hear the story on this one. Itāll make you grin, even through this current 4 years...*hint hint*)
All along the way, there are tons of standout music, miles of standout wordplay, and the way they work together is just too damn good to ignore.
Thereās āAjax and Hot Waxā, itself a mid-tempo rocker that one could easily hear covered by Buddy Guy. A song for bad love, or maybe rejected love is a better way to put it, it sells the story of that love (or possibly the absence of the same) very well. The breakdown in this song alone is worth twice the price of the full album! Another stellar solo cuts through the mix, bringing everything together into a great roux.
Thereās āElevatorā, which is absolutely lush in its duality. In one of the truest blues staples, itās meant to let you know right quick that a knife cuts both ways. Or as stated here, āan elevator goes two ways.ā
Itās succinct and pointed, and it damn well should be...
Thatās maybe the greatest thing about this blazing record, that it just refuses to lie to you. And I mean repeatedly, just an absolute refusal to turn its gaze from the truth...
Thatās a truly rare thing in any media, much less the pure enjoyment of music...
The truth, writ large.
On that note, thereās āSong For Freddie Greyā, a track that opens with the regimented rhythm of a battery, drumming out the rhythm. The song speaks to a nationwide issue of police militarization towards folks who donāt look like them, to the point of outright murder in the streets. The song is a cold water slap in the face, grounding the listener in the same things the artist faces on the daily...
The difference being that the listener can always take their headphones off.
That got me to thinking about something.
We are better as individuals and better as a community when we are more well-informed, more well read. We are better as a society when we get out of our own personal bubbles and know and learn more, far beyond the confines weāve declared for our own horizons.
Gary Brown does his damnedest to bring us some of that, with fantastic guitar playing and serious singing, and arrangements that are always on point...
What Iām saying is just this:
Your enjoyment of this record...of ANY record, for that matter, will only be heightened by a more well-informed mind. On this disc in particular, you really rob yourself if you miss the references that Gary Brown drops all over this one. Trust me, you want to know what heās speaking of!!
Iām going to give you a few of my exceptional pieces, but youāll find other things to love about this album.
(You can tell I did. These are my favorites at the moment, after a dozen pretty in depth run throughs...give me 48 hours, and Iām certain they will at least be in a different hierarchy of favoritism, probably joined by one or two more..or more. This record just doesnāt have clunkers. Thatās such a good thing!)
Personal Favorites: 40 Acres and a Mule, Song for Freddie Grey, Ajax and Hot Wax, Profile, Jekyll and Hyde
Recommendation: Buy This Album. Brother Gary sent me a reviewerās copy, but Iām proud to say I bought a Digital Copy.
*- that ācast of thousandsā I spoke of contains every musician putting in work, every real-life person being sung about, and every last listener whoāll surely turn a friend on to this album, too.
Gary Brown
BushmasterBlues.com
( G&T Again, Iām sorry this review took so long. Life got busy getting in the way, you know. Thanks for letting me review the platter! Sincerely my pleasure to do it.-c)
______
******NEW ALBUM REVIEW******
āDancing In The Belly Of The Beastā
Bushmaster Blues featuring Gary Brown
First off, this is a stupendous Rhythm&Blues album. Youāll find a more than full serving of knife edge blues, all spilling from this Prospect Park, VA Bluesman and his cast of thousands*, but youāll find so very much more than that... Thereās nods to the quintessential D.C. artform known as go-go music, thereās dips and dabs of jazz and buckets of soul, and thereās enough absolutely acid wah guitar to satisfy the staunchest Hendrixian, but thereās still more...
Thereās a wealth of emotion in the 14 tracks here, from the opening bounce of the lead-off āProfileā, which juxtaposes the rolling, constant riff and the lovely strains of the background vocalists with the absolutely crushing subject matter of the song. The lyrics follow suit, using the phrase āprofile in courageā as a well-schooled buttress against the racial profiling that has proliferated in the country for the last ever how many years itās been since you noticed it going on (because honestly, thatās the only time something seems to really become a problem, right? When we notice itās happening, THEN itās an issue, right??...but I digress)...
All the way through to the closer, āThing Back Homeā, a wildly unexpected countryish shuffle, with a solo that youād swear came from a Gretsch Country Gentleman with a great big smoking āGā brand fresh on its face.
(Trust me, you really, REALLY want to hear the story on this one. Itāll make you grin, even through this current 4 years...*hint hint*)
All along the way, there are tons of standout music, miles of standout wordplay, and the way they work together is just too damn good to ignore.
Thereās āAjax and Hot Waxā, itself a mid-tempo rocker that one could easily hear covered by Buddy Guy. A song for bad love, or maybe rejected love is a better way to put it, it sells the story of that love (or possibly the absence of the same) very well. The breakdown in this song alone is worth twice the price of the full album! Another stellar solo cuts through the mix, bringing everything together into a great roux.
Thereās āElevatorā, which is absolutely lush in its duality. In one of the truest blues staples, itās meant to let you know right quick that a knife cuts both ways. Or as stated here, āan elevator goes two ways.ā
Itās succinct and pointed, and it damn well should be...
Thatās maybe the greatest thing about this blazing record, that it just refuses to lie to you. And I mean repeatedly, just an absolute refusal to turn its gaze from the truth...
Thatās a truly rare thing in any media, much less the pure enjoyment of music...
The truth, writ large.
On that note, thereās āSong For Freddie Greyā, a track that opens with the regimented rhythm of a battery, drumming out the rhythm. The song speaks to a nationwide issue of police militarization towards folks who donāt look like them, to the point of outright murder in the streets. The song is a cold water slap in the face, grounding the listener in the same things the artist faces on the daily...
The difference being that the listener can always take their headphones off.
That got me to thinking about something.
We are better as individuals and better as a community when we are more well-informed, more well read. We are better as a society when we get out of our own personal bubbles and know and learn more, far beyond the confines weāve declared for our own horizons.
Gary Brown does his damnedest to bring us some of that, with fantastic guitar playing and serious singing, and arrangements that are always on point...
What Iām saying is just this:
Your enjoyment of this record...of ANY record, for that matter, will only be heightened by a more well-informed mind. On this disc in particular, you really rob yourself if you miss the references that Gary Brown drops all over this one. Trust me, you want to know what heās speaking of!!
Iām going to give you a few of my exceptional pieces, but youāll find other things to love about this album.
(You can tell I did. These are my favorites at the moment, after a dozen pretty in depth run throughs...give me 48 hours, and Iām certain they will at least be in a different hierarchy of favoritism, probably joined by one or two more..or more. This record just doesnāt have clunkers. Thatās such a good thing!)
Personal Favorites: 40 Acres and a Mule, Song for Freddie Grey, Ajax and Hot Wax, Profile, Jekyll and Hyde
Recommendation: Buy This Album. Brother Gary sent me a reviewerās copy, but Iām proud to say I bought a Digital Copy.
*- that ācast of thousandsā I spoke of contains every musician putting in work, every real-life person being sung about, and every last listener whoāll surely turn a friend on to this album, too.
Gary Brown
BushmasterBlues.com
( G&T Again, Iām sorry this review took so long. Life got busy getting in the way, you know. Thanks for letting me review the platter! Sincerely my pleasure to do it.-c)
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