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Godspeed The Shazam
First, there were [B]The Beatles[/B]....
"That retro-'60s garbage is, like, so 1995," snipes the cynic at the back in the DHR hoody, and he almost has a point. Except The Shazam riddle their Anglo-flavoured mod-rock with enough spirit and polished tunesmithery to forever banish dullard Britpop nightmares from your minds.
The Shazam never once stoop to affectionate pastiche or academic exercise. The 12 songs contained here are faultless cocktails of killer hooks, unforgettable melodies and chord changes that can shatter hearts at 20 paces. The desolate 'The Stranded Stars' could easily nestle alongside Eric Carmen's 'All By Myself' and ELO's 'Out Of My Head'. 'RU Receiving' dapperly marries glam-strut to stoner melodicism with magical results, while 'Gonna Miss Yer Train' goes all Faces on us, laying dirty funk under the angelic harmonies.
No mere retro whimsy, 'Godspeed...' is a breathless dash through 30-odd years of pop, too fiery and focussed to be some dusty museum piece. Like the good old days. Only better.
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