It’s nice to see Jon Spencer Blues Explosion rockin’ unhomogenized again, cuz their last couple records’ stylized missteps sorta brought ’em down a peg or two.
A true retrospective woulda been more fun and historical, mebbe charting the path from Cosley’s departure from Homestead to the tux he wears to the Grammies.
With the pretensions of both parties, the result is a clash of plunder-minded egos that fans of both of these rock’n’roll Napoleons are gonna find annoying.
Fans of the Northwest scene will not be disappointed, and if you’re a fan of any of the groups, you might hear somebody new that you’ll fall in love with.
The disco strings, funk riffs, and a good deal of the “Number one blues singer in the country” cheerleader-speak that colored 1994’s Orange are absent.