Ride ’em, Cowboy. Trumpeter Jacob Wick rounds up this
posse including saxslinger Briggan Krauss who never backs
down from a duel. They start the album tiptoeing into
the “Gleam” but both get in some feverish firing before
that 12+ minute track dies out. “Scalp” follows and
showcases the guitar of Jonathan Goldberger, he builds
up a cool New Zealand-y kind of cloud space for the
hornmen to leap through. On that track as well, dig
the crack action of drummer Mike Pride. Kind of reminds
me of Jim Black, with tireless bursts of tuneful fills.
“Dance” feints an arena rock intro, staggers its way
back and forth. “Drag” like “Scalp” let’s Goldberger’s
slack-packed guitar create a dirty dustbowl for Wick
and Krauss to dart through. Pretty cool how well Wick
wields guitar in his compositions, or maybe how
Goldberger communicates to Wick, dunno? “Ride” is
kind of a water-color number, with a lot of room for
Pride to flex his stickwork. “Clear” starts with
micro-percussion and guitar masquerading as harmonium
while Wick and Krauss circle each other, guitar and
drums rise slowly to frenzy and Wick soliloquizes to
close. Dug this more and more with each listen.
It ain’t the Glanton Gang, so this ain’t a ride through
hell, but it is a helluva ride!