When you can attract Ron Wood, Jeff Beck, and three of the Nevilles, you're not exactly a B-lister any more, and this guy serves up a steaming platter of funky-ass dirty white blues, hot and electrically sanctified, overflowing with hallowed influences and wild fusion. Early on, Mama Funk grows Robben Ford-esque, cooking into an irresistible groove, while Slave (yep, that Slave, the one by the Stones) waxes extremely Tower of Power-ish, the prime T.O.P., not their predominantly schmaltzy discoid stuff. Then, McIntosh trots out a surprisingly Harvey Mandel-ish treat, a la Shangrenade, in Fifty-Five, complete with that weird "backwards" playing Harvey first manifested when sitting with Mayall—and, man, was that a band! Paul Lagos, Marc-Almond, Larry Taylor…saw 'em at The Whiskey and went home dazed for days. How very nice to hear it again.
Woody, one would imagine, is for Ron Wood, but the sound is dauntingly Orange-era Beck, glowing with gritty flash and arcs of stretched notes. Rogent is a mean muthah, with Wood, McIntosh, and Beck all playing, starting slow, slipping into Mick Taylor territory, then leaping off the far edge at the close, abstract and mutant. As if that weren't enough, Hendrix's Third Stone from the Sun, a 10-minute extravaganza, is the penultimate cut, with the sort of surreal treatment even Frank Marino would admire (and Uli Jon Roth wishes he could play like this!). Preserving the original's galactic gulfs and pulsing backdrop, McIntosh just screams through riffs, leads, and drop-ins, stalling out for an earthily frenetic bass solo from Rochon Westmoreland, deep and booming, before kicking into the Magellanic Clouds once again.
Throughout most of the CD, "Mean" Willie Green lays down the percussive foundations and Ivan Neville plays one righteous organ, stuttery, sassy, and jump, a whole new twist on what McGriff and ilk cranked out in the 60s, but there's a flip side to all this. McIntosh is the guitarist for the Las Vegas version of the Broadway smash Mama Mia…a stage presentation of Abba tunes! That's about as strange as wunderkind Wayne Johnston having played for Manhattan Transfer, or, for that matter, Janne Schaeffer, another ultra-talented fusioneer, having contributed much of the original Abba axework in the first place. Nonetheless, fretbender can do it all and has backed Little Anthony & The Imperials, Buddy Hackett, Doris Troy, Ben Vereen, Eric Idle, Lyle Lovett, and Penn & Teller in a multitude of requested services. Penn Gillette even co-wrote one of the cuts here. You may not have heard of him previous to this, but Jimmy McIntosh is a hot commodity nonetheless, no matter what style ya want.
He also puts his money where his heart is and half the profits from this CD will be going to the Neville family, to help rebuild homes shattered by Hurricane Katrina, and, appropriately, New Orleans is just where you'd want to find his music, a raw and smokin' surprise amidst trademark boisterousness and delta mystique.
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