The Ribeye Brothers – If I Had A Horse (Trashwax Information)
Ltd Version LP
Launch Date: Accessible now

I recall this album showing means again in 2000, it was launched as a CD by way of the US micro label All Indie Information, and from the outset was virtually unimaginable to pay money for, significantly within the UK/EU. Now, I wished a replica, a fanzine evaluate had urged that it sounded just like the bastard spawn of Hyperlink Wray, Child Congo Powers and a few Doorways kind psych being thrown round only for the hell of it – I imply, what’s to not like? Add to that the intrigue behind the precise band members, it later transpires it was fashioned by John McBain and Tim Cronin – two thirds of Monster Magnet who had beforehand launched the Gold licensed album Powertrip for A&M Information and have been pestering the US Prime 20 with the only Silver Future. Buoyed by such industrial success, the story goes that McBain and Cronin wished to channel some soiled storage, swamp smeared rock n’ roll while sustaining a chart putting – sadly that did not occur. I didn’t, and I assume only a few others managed to get a replica and the discharge light into obscurity… till now!

Trashwax Information have simply launched this forgotten gem as a limited-edition orange vinyl album, and McBain and Cronin stay assured that sufficient copies will probably be bought, possibly to not begin chart domination however to as a minimum “pay for Jon’s insatiable animal porn assortment”. Title observe opener If I Had A Horse signifies they might be onto one thing; a brief, sub 90 second Wray drenched guitar riff plagued by all kinds of psych colors and the only lyric “If I Had A Horse, I’d Purchase It Oats And Fuck It” (was this not the unique meant album title?) which leads you proper into Mister Ray Charles – pinned to a rolling rockabilly beat and pushed alongside by some neat keyboards, a clattering guitar chorus and a few whiskey soaked vocals, the beat stays effectively within the rock n’ roll zone for the splendidly titled Bootful Of Piss, which is pushed by some tripped out shimmering keyboards that interweave majestically with a romping bass, and a raspy vocal that references a “hat filled with shit”. The propulsive D. W. I completely displays the title, an absolute stomper that careers round, shredded vocals clinging onto some spectacular guitar, with the drums hammering away in a determined try to carry all this collectively, equally with a canopy of The Creation’s How Does It Really feel because it buries itself deep into your cranium full with infinite hollered yelps that can make any quiff lover smile, they’d cease smiling and begin wrecking because the beat to Final Place Champs sounds to shut up aspect one.

Flipside opener Mr. Ray Charles is a neat twist upon the bands personal Mister Ray Charles, the tempo is held again, Hyperlink’s shadow hovers over proceedings, while a ludicrously excessive metronomic snare sounds forward of a brass assault on the senses, coupled with some heat vocal harmonies. Simply what’s a Steakhat? Is it something to do with Lux’s Wighat? I’m unsure I’ll ever know, if the music holds any clues, they’re effectively and actually buried on this distortion shredded gem full with gravelled rolled vocals and yells that sound like they have been lifted from a 60’s Western B-movie. The Brothers tackle Ringo Starr’s Don’t Move Me By (The White Album) is genius, the unique had a rustic vibe, although right here it seems like early Cabaret Voltaire present the opening earlier than handing off to the likes of the Legendary Shack Shakers who have been exploring a big bottle of rye at a quickly to be raided hoedown. Love Theme is battered out on a biscuit tin, it should be, I’d be gutted if instructed in any other case, it’s the proper collision of The Stardust Cowboy, Hasil Adkins and means too many narcotics!

All these cited references are evident, but The Ribeye Brothers crafted their very own sound, every observe is hook laden, there are melodies and intelligent vocal twists and turns, the manufacturing is crisp permitting the mashed-up influences area to be heard – but by no means dominate. The Ribeye Brothers take these influences, they prolong them, they reshape them; it might effectively have taken me 23 years to pay money for this album, nevertheless it was definitely well worth the wait.

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