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|Blue Öyster Cult||Primary Artist|
|Eric Bloom||Guitar, Electric Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals|
|Albert Bouchard||Guitar, Harmonica, Drums, Vocals|
|Joe Bouchard||Bass, Guitar, Piano, Vocals|
|Allen Lanier||Bass, Guitar, Rhythm Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals|
|Donald Roeser||Synthesizer, Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals|
|Bruce Dickinson||Reissue Producer|
|Lenny Kaye||Liner Notes|
|David Lucas||Producer, Engineer|
|Emily Goldberg||Packaging Manager|
Posted October 1, 2010
B.O.C. comes meandering out of the gates at a fairly low rumble here, sounding like some strange cross of Doobie Brothers and Sabbath. Their penchant for the bizarre is already on display, lyrics involving everything from a drug deal gone wrong ('Then Came the Last Days of May') to a romp through Celtic faery land ('Before the Kiss. A Redcap'). If you are looking for hi-fidelity soundscapes, this is not going to be your cup of tea. What we get in total is a form of low-key cruising music, murkily recorded, heavy on the reverb effects, analog all the way. Roeser and Bloom manage to shine in spite of the weak recording, pulling off some fairly blazing leads. The drums are barely present, buried in the background mix, Bouchard sitting back in Ringo-land, hardly touching his kit. What this album does have to offer, in spades, is a highly melodic, very weird trip through a creepy, late-psychedlic landscape. Extended jams abound in this truly guitar-driven album. B.O.C. gives us dark melodies, grim musings touched with a satirical hand--in short, a first take on what would later become a truly masterful hard rock outfit. If you are a fan of B.O.C., by all means pick this up. It rewards after repeated listens, sort of oozing its way into the back of your brain and shaking hands with your subconscious. Strange dreams to come...Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 3, 2011
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