samuel prody

A short-lived blues-rock band, whose album attracts no more interest today than it did at the time. Apparently its pretty heavy and freaky, though. - the tapestry of delights

heavy and freaky, indeed. i'm pretty much disinterested in the UK blues-rock boom of the late 60s; at least until the acid started kicking in and the well-worn, standardized blues phrasing started growing in strangely double-jointed, flapping ways. the edgar broughton band and the groundhogs, right?

samuel prody - the band name, not an actual dude - recorded this one album and then, apparently realizing its perfection, stepped away from music forever. reminds me of the psychedelic groundhogs stuff, but prody tended to extend their melody lines out in odd directions and weren't afraid of harmony vocals. probably safe to assume zeppelin's influence is felt in the band's tendency to pound the living hell out of a riff when necessary.

the vocals... well, they aren't bad. a little bit loose with the vibrato, but when he cuts loose and howls it all works out.

should be noted that the first track ("who will buy") is apparently from the musical oliver, and the last ("hallucination") gets into some faux-african 'tribal' drum jamming that might make some squirm.

samuel prody - she's mine