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Review by Dr. Blues of the Long Island New York Blues Society
Talking With Angels
Bruce Madden
BoneHead Records 002
Nurse, where are my meds??? I need tranks...I'm supposed to be hearing Blues but I'm
flashing to oh wow, man...cool colors of sound. Madden's a mad man who..what..where...
without a doubt, the weirdest "Blues" disk to hit my brain in a...I can smell
that cool orange good fuzzy. The press release says "West Michigan's Bruce Madden
doesn't follow the rules for what passes as normal in modern blues music." If
anything, that is an understatement.
Madden is wound up tight, overmodulated, freaked out and he blow da harp like a tidal wave
is coming right down crazy and I loved every second of it.
Taking off from Blues, darkness falls into a morass of eerieness, echo-y manicness and far
out harmonicry. Sung through a Shure bullet, the vocals are throat torn, raspy wails of
desperation, exposing hypocrisy, false loves and media induced stupor.
When the slide is strapped on, it breathes fire in a punk hot manifesto called "Leave
This Town." If you dug Frank Morey, the Tarbox Ramblers and the N. Miss Hill country
drone-dirge thing, Madden takes it on and up and down and lets the heart echoes and raging
implosions carry on into a "Blue Velvet" nightmare. "Angel Dreaming"
could have just as easily been a product of the 13th Floor Elevator or the Electric Prunes
just as "Two Fallen Angels" reminds of Morrison and his portals.
-Dr. Blues
Rating: 9 out of 10
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