As I've been noting, the EP format has undergone changes in the last decade, maybe in as much as 15 years, evolving from a loss leader / exposure gig for big labels and indies alike to a form of mini-suite and tantalization beyond mere commercial considerations. On the other hand, it still retains its uses just for 'tweening and keeping one's hand and name in the game. The latter is the case with FOOD's Three Pieces from Candyland, and I'm making sure all three cuts get slots in my next compilation car tape (yeah, I'm a dinosaur, I still record cassettes).
The sharp reader will note I indited the band's name all in caps; that's because it's acronymic (Far Out Old Dudes) and the product of vets from fIREHOSE, Gumball, and The Cynics (no, not Cynic, the sludge metal band - these cats are all punkers and such). The gents seem to have sharpened up their taste for basic rock and roll, trotting out a threesome that swings between the Yardbirds (Jesus and Johnny Cash), rough Neil Young (You Don't Know), and an almost Pretenders sound (Santa Maria), and the recording's a tad rough, which is good because a slick approach would have de-ballsed the effort. I also catch a bit of The Droogs (man, that was band that shoulda kept at it!) and Dream Syndicate as well. So, if you're into that ilk of stuff, yer gonna be pissed the gig is only three cuts, less than 10 minutes…but you'll also be glad they put the sonofabitch out because it beats the crap out of, oh I don't know, John Cougar Mellancamp, INXS, and all that cakewalk stuff clogging up the airwaves. And none of those chartbusting schmoes can crank up guitar solos halfway between biting rock blues elegance and 80s skronk like Ed Crawford can.
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