Album Notes

Coming correct with nasty guitars, a hollow and spacious organ sound, and a thick psychedelic blues flavor with spring reverb permeating throughout, Spirit Vine is the type of super retro tent revival that garage rock needs some more of. With great reverence toward the holiest of holies – 13th Floor Elevators, Blue Cheer, and The Seeds – Spirit Vine pulls out the bluesier movements in the Nuggets catalog, dusts ‘em off, and slows that shit down to a syrupy pace. The result is a driving, groovy, peyote-fueled swamp rock vision quest.
Though not necessarily groundbreaking, Spirit Vine, as demonstrated with “Golden,” is thoroughly solid and crafty. Moreover, it was a welcome reprieve from all the, I dunno, fucking retarded Neon Indian mixes people send me. I hate music sometimes.
I expect Ecstatic Peace to give these guys a call soon, lest I go find Thurston myself and put one of his guitars in standard E tuning when he’s not looking just to fuck with him. The band’s web presence is over here.
- Kenny Bloggins (www.thedecibeltolls.com)