BLACK WATCH-Crying All The Time (glorious acid pop psych) 45

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21638
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Width:
7.00 (in)
Height:
0.10 (in)
Depth:
7.00 (in)
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b/w “One Hundred Million Times Around The Sun” and “Much Of A Muchness”

“Crying All The Time!” transports TBW into the realm of glorious pop psych, launching listeners into its stream of soaring, sonic splendor (and mellotronic majesty, courtesy of ex-BJM keyboardist Rob Campanella). Undoubtedly the first and only song to offer up such sumptuous words as delirious, imperious, mysterious, insidious and perfidious in a single set of lyrics.

Originally from Santa Barbara, California and based in Los Angeles, The Black Watch evoke the same fervor from those in the know as do bands such as The Chameleons, The Church and The Stone Roses.

Led by singer, songwriter and guitarist John Andrew Fredrick, the band has impressed a generation of music writers and critics while managing to stay just under the radar, keeping true to the melodic, guitar-driven power and majesty that have defined a legion of celebrated, if obscure, records.

While The Black Watch have occasionally heeded the siren call of psychedelia, their stellar discography to date has focused more in the realm of soaring fuzz-jangle pop laced with erudite lyrics. With their 3-song psych EP on Hypnotic Bridge the band adds a brilliant new dimension to both their own catalog and that of the label.

“Crying All The Time!” transports TBW into the realm of glorious pop psych, launching listeners into its stream of soaring, sonic splendor (and mellotronic majesty, courtesy of ex-BJM keyboardist Rob Campanella). Undoubtedly the first and only song to offer up such sumptuous words as delirious, imperious, mysterious, insidious and perfidious in a single set of lyrics.

“One Hundred Million Times Around The Sun” conveys its cosmic trippiness in title alone, then delivers in spades with mind-twisting backwards guitars and soothing promises of everlasting bliss. “Much Of A Muchness” purrs along like a pristine engine fueled by no-knock, high-octane acid, serenaded by seraphic vocals and glimmering guitars.