Fall of '78 and disciples of the CAPTAIN had suggested sadly that the BEEF had clearly been washed from his heart and that his good ship, the 'Magic Band' had capsized and sunk to the bottom of the Mainstream
Little did they know that a renaissance would shortly be bubbling to the surface from his locker beginning with THIS !
hornsharptrombone pleads &whines...guitars; clanging colliding with abandoned random glee...the voice, once again, a howlin' wolf on acid...the lyrics saturated with Dadaist imagery...drumbobass piecing the clues amidst the chaos...and the relentless 'chug-chug-oompah' rhythm, less an industrial loop but more so, elephants trampin' a treadmill.
The word was out.. The CAPTAIN was BACK
...utter...genius..
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