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In the world of Dogbreath the Blues never left
Mississippi for Chicago.
When you receive a release like this you can't drool just enough; no matter how many superlatives I can muster to throw at it - you still won't understand just how fresh and joyous a listening experience this is! Getting to the third song in, GottaGo - driven by a monstrous Bastard Son Of Bo Diddley You don’t need many seconds of the opening track to stand there with your mouth open. Sure Swedes are good at playing various kinds of American grooves but it’s usually the more ”polite” sounding ones. Dogbreath from Solleftea starts instead with a maniac-syncopated ”friction-rock” that is just a hair from chaos. But grooves incredibly hard… A Swedish Blues Explosion, with better songs… Sometimes a CD just gets lying there but when you listen to it, my lord you satan what good it can be. Mats Olsson Expressen (in the sports section!?) Satan is a common swear word in Sweden.Sorry for that, just quoting… Their funky urban blues is as sharp as barbed wire and as heavy as a steamroller and It sparkles around Dogbreath. Electric high voltage in an eccentric form of primitive raw blues. Original delta blues in a form that sounds like ”now”. Funk, punk, garage and Mississippi Hill Country together in a higher unity. For those who is stuck in the 12 bar blues swamp Taste It! can sometimes cause a slight headache. For everyone else tracks like "Don’t Know", "Gotta Go", "Hold Me", is a great and delightful blessing over the boundaries of genre
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