CHASING OUT SOME HOODOO THERE!
NEW YORK—First the bad news: Rock ‘n’ Roll is dead. (Anyone who has ever read the NME or seen Van Halen in concert already knows this.) Now the good news: A bunch of mad ghouls from Kangaroo-land called the Hoodoo Gurus have arrived, and they’re having none of that.
CHASING OUT SOME HOODOO THERE!
The Beat Goes On
NEW YORK—First the bad news: Rock ‘n’ Roll is dead. (Anyone who has ever read the NME or seen Van Halen in concert already knows this.)
Now the good news: A bunch of mad ghouls from Kangaroo-land called the Hoodoo Gurus have arrived, and they’re having none of that. Picking over rock’s still-warm carcass like a pack of musical Frankensteins, they’re putting pieces back together in whatever combinations suit their fancy and giving them the kiss of life. The finished monstrosities are nothing you’d want to take home to mom, but it’s kind of fun to watch them lurch around the garage...
Parts is parts, as they say on TV, and after a quick spin of the Guru’s Stoneage Romeos LP you’ll be spotting the parts with the best of them: a little Cramps (“Dig It Up,” about a post-mortem romance), some ‘60s pastiche (“My Girl”), some Gary Glitter strut (“In The Echo Chamber"), a little Suzi Quatro riffing there, a little “Stranded In The Jungle” there (“Leilani”)...you know... parts!