Great CD, Waiting on your next one!!
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This three piece band totally rocks!!! Unlike many of the new age pop and rock bands of today, The Voodoo Jets synchronize their rythem to the lead guitar of Francisco Perrouna, who delivers incredible vocals with well textured lyrics. The group incorporates an astounding powerful super sonic force that is highly explosive and competitive to many of the top mainstream artist of not only todays modern music, but comparable to many of the all time greats of the early 70's, 80's & 90's, while maintaining a unique style of their own that is trendy and upbeat. The Voodoo Jets are definately one of the groups on the rise to to pay attention to, as they continue to produce quality music that totally rocks!!!
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Although they come off as a 90’s power trio, Dada with keyboards, the Voodoo Jets produce music that is rooted firmly in the 70’s with everything that was GOOD about that musical decade – hummable melodies, sincere emotions, actual harmonies, big station wagons, and the belief that the Beatles would one day reunite.  Francesco Perrouna's vocal style suggests Noel Gallagher, but the comparisons to Oasis are unwarranted since the songs are more sophisticated, the attitude more restrained, and the persona more genuine.  Perrouna’s lyrical bass lines mesh well with John Fowler’s crisp, understated drumming.  The distinctive touch of songwriter and keyboardist Micah Sheveloff stands out in the lyrics, with erudite and surprisingly lyrical turns of phrase, and the music, whose pop structure contains hooks in all the right places while hinting at Sheveloff’s rock worldliness and classical background.  Sheveloff has developed a unique keyboard rig on which he chugs, roars, and screams in the language of guitar gods.  The guitar-trapped-in-a-keyboard may be the gimmick, but the songs stand on their own merits.  Track by track, “Supersonic” is an enjoyable musical journey from start to finish, with no discernible filler.  The modern pop-rock of “Radio” and “Wake Up” (Green Day without the angst) lead to the sparkling harmonies of “Faraway Star” and the pensive, exquisite “Cold Outside”.  The hit single “Spaceman” follows, whose dynamics bare Sheveloff’s soul with Perrouna’s expressive tenor leaving Oasis far behind.  While “Big Black Machine Gun” recalls STP, “I’m a Virgin” recalls nothing else I’ve heard on this planet.  “Goodbye my friends, I’m sailing to Jupiter – I married the girl, now she’s my interpreter”  Cool…run that by me again?  “So Unkind” finds Sheveloff fending off the daily assaults on humanity by playing “Back in Black on tape, driving endlessly, as loud as the b*tch would play.”  Heading for home we hear “Just for Fun”, an introspective rock confection, followed by the spaced-out hypnotic thrum of ”Who You Are”.  Edgy bass, smooth groove, and soaring melody indicate “Signs of Life”, and the Jets’ set closes with the indefatigable “Million Dollar Man”.  This one’s a keeper.
Tim Holst, Reno NV
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