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Enlisting the assistance of Beck's mixmaster, Tom Rothrock, and, rather more jarringly, Digital Hardcore loony Alec Empire, 'Come On In' is a valiantly fruitless attempt at fusing Burnside's down-home electric blues with the hypnotic thud of electronica.
The result, unsurprisingly, is another grottily endearing Burnside LP with the occasional irritating trip-hop thump obstructing listening pleasure. The tracks where this breakbeat chicanery is less obtrusive, like the live recording of 'Come On In' itself and the ragged 'Just Like A Woman', are inevitably more endearing than those where Burnside's rudimentary gifts are cloaked in rhythmic clatter, like the truly execrable 'Shuck Dub'.
While die-hard Burnside fans might buy this out of a perverse sense of duty it will merely sit gathering dust between previous efforts 'Too Bad Jim' and 'A Ass Pocket Of Whiskey'. Meanwhile, we will await Fatboy Slim's reappraisal of the Incredible String Band's back catalogue with amused indifference.
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