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Chris Robinson Brotherhood

Big Moon Ritual





Time travel is possible…



Opening track ‘Tulsa Yesterday’ is eleven minutes of mystical rambling through backwoods leaving footprints in deep red clay.  I’d hate to use the word anachronistic; it’s more of a window on another time seen through rose-tinted spectacles. Musically this is mood music, lost deep in space and time, music to relax too, and I dare say smoke some of that medical marijuana to…



Part rock, part country, part psychedelic, part Grateful Dead, part Zeppelin and rooted firmly in the kind of scope and experimentation we only saw flourish briefly many decades ago, it’s all a bit of a trip really. What Robinson seems to have regained though, that the last few Black Crowes albums maybe lacked is that the sense of narrative has returned. I’m sure that Crowes fans will like this after just one song.



At nine minutes plus (not a song here is under seven minutes) single ‘Rosalie’ takes a little slide and a little funk and slips them into the melting post, we’re looking at a folksy love song, indulgent and tack sharp musician ship and lush sounds, with not a little self-indulgence and a slab of gospel chorus… just close you eyes man.



Elsewhere we get the country-tinged childhood semi-mystical memories of a child in ‘Star a Stone’ and the very soulful, beautiful and languid ‘Reflections on a Broken Mirror’.  ‘Tomorrow’s Blues’ may well sound more like yesterday’s blues and may well be the only track here that doesn’t strike a note: a rare misfire.



Closer ‘One Hundred Days of Rain’ is a reflection on life in a band and one of the simpler songs here, but also one of the most beautiful and ethereal.



Robinson has aged and grown since we first heard him on The Black Crowes ‘Shake Your Moneymaker’ and while those Rock and Roll days may now be behind him and all tranquil and mellow in the  organic garden you can still see the sparkle in his eyes and feel that patina in his voice.  Some will love this, some will dismiss it. I will be there for the ride.


An hour to elevate you and open your eyes…



Mark Diggins