
You will have to bear with me for this review, it is somewhat wacky, but sometimes you have to let the loons out, they do get restless after all. OK...Several words came to mind within seconds of listening to this record for the first time: BAD ASS. I had never heard this band’s other two releases, even though I had read reviews about them. Now that I have actually heard them, I get it. Reviews don’t do this artist justice, you have to just listen to it and either you will like it or you won’t. What do they sound like? A thousand mile odyssey through desert wastelands, punctuated by encounters with villains from the James Bond and Star Wars films (I will get to which ones later, or maybe I won't). This is the soundtrack that the Sand People listen to EVERYDAY. Hell, I imagined that all the band members WERE Sand People when I sat down and really listened to the record in depth. Sound silly? That's just the mental picture this band paints for me. All I can say about the actual music is that it is instrumental and mixes many styles such as funk, jazz, and Americana into a thick porridge that makes you want to dance. Did I mention that the cover artwork features a cobra ready to strike? This alone should motivate you to slap them greenbacks down on the counter. Still not convinced? This album is not a flat experience, you get to ride up the peaks and down into the valleys. The songs swing back in forth in tempo and mood, but never lose focus. There are some tense and quieter moments, but the urge to keep moving doesn't let up. Listen to the entire album from start to finish; you will see what I mean! At this point you shouldn't be reading this drivel; you should be out there jamming to this album with a bunch of Jawas around a bonfire! For all you people who are too serious and stuck in one genre of music, this album just may be the antidote you've been waiting for. Years ago, I probably would have put this CD in a paper shredder in nothing flat (don't do that, CDs + paper shredders=broken), but this music is so infectious, it makes the common cold virus jealous to the point of locking itself in a closet and listening to Morrissey records. Ouch. Okay, no more lame attempts at comedy. In conclusion, this record can be classified as one of those that can make a bad day into a good one. You put it on and all the worries wash away for a little while as you escape to a world of good grooves and happy rhythms. So give this record a try, it’s fresh and exciting, it is your destiny. Sand People need love too.


