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Persian Claws July 18, 2009 -
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PERSIAN CLAWS and our guitarist Bill Mullins' instrumental, surf 'n' spy rock 'n' roll band, BARBACOA reviewed today on Losing Today- The Indie Music Magazine's online site:
http://www.losingtoday.com/tales.php
http://www.myspace.com/barbacoavt - those of you in need of your urgent transfusion of twang-tastic beat groove will do well in hauling your arses to Burlington, Vermont - virtually of course though to be honest if I were a resident of that fair city I’d be checking the local phone book getting their address and setting up base camp on their door step. Barbacoa are a five piece instrumental beat pop combo who appear to do a more than neat line in spy spaghetti related reverb rumbling, currently unsigned stuff like ’pounding surf’ and ‘hammerhead’ sounds ripe for appearance on some slickly retro budget bulging Tarantino soundtrack sounding as they do like a tail gating lo-fi Dick Dale, elsewhere the early career Shadows are recalled via ‘Staten Eye’ while Morricone’s scores for the legendary Leone man with no name spaghetti westerns are clearly brought into sharpened focus on ‘hang ‘em high school’. then there’s ’tombstone’ veering ever so close to ’rawhide’ climes some briefly essential Man or Astro Man meets Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet boogie via ’tornado head’ - damn I could love these dudes.
http://www.myspace.com/persianclaws - when Bill, Jeremy and Kirk are not busying themselves concocting beach curved boogie as Barbacoa they can be found moonlighting as the Persian Claws. Fronted by a certain Deborah Troiano the twanging template is still in place though this time clipped precision wise with a readily more toned and honed shade wearing aspect that prowls, pouts and purrs with strut kicked aplomb, embellished with honey dripped stare you down 60’s motifs these three showcasing cuts mooch amid a back dropped landscape of uber cool sub three minute shimmers who obvious idols are the Shangri La’s especially on the sassy and sleekly primed and skinny garage soul boogie that is ’clever way to crawl’ though that said we here are much admiring of the revved up rumble-tastic grind of the retro glazed ’ghostified’ with its Mono Men styled gnarled throb in a head on collision with the Sirens. More please.
