If There's Hell Below borrows its title from
Curtis Mayfield, and one of its inclusions,
Stone Coal White's ambling "You Know," quotes an earlier and optimistic
Mayfield classic. Somewhat to the contrary, this
Numero Group compilation -- largely the domain of fuzz merchants in altered states of oblivion -- documents early-'70s Black American underground aftershocks of
Jimi Hendrix (the literal turn-of-the-decade
Band of Gypsys especially),
Parliament, and
Black Sabbath. Nearly all of selections are repurposed from earlier
Numero releases, and a handful of them were first dredged up by the
Memphix label's
Chains and Black Exhaust, an illuminating CD-only comp highly coveted since its limited 2002 release. The
Numero catalog is vast enough to warrant this type of cannibalization, as this zeroes in on a particular aspect with enough acute discernment to place it in the realm of their
Darkscorch Canticles and
Acid Nightmares sets. Where those compilations coughed up a whole lot of fantastical lyrical imagery, the bands here are coping with real-life woes, usually of the romantic variety, processing them into raw and disoriented art. The first few songs, all coolly slumped, set the tone, highlighted by the dazed Chicago blues-funk scrawl of
Little Ed & the Soundmasters' "It's a Dream." Just past them is
the Directory's "World and Creation," a ballad simultaneously pacifying and eerie like
Bohannon's "Save Their Souls." The second side is stronger yet, and little of it is 3 a.m. slouch. Some players are lucid and seemingly alert, like
Iron Knowledge, Youngstown products whose
Chains and Black Exhaust nugget "Show-Stopper" proclaims "Down with cocaine -- we're doin' our thang" as it gnashes away.
Solid Gold's "Message to Planet Earth," one of two songs appearing to resurface for the first time here, brings the persuasive sci-fi gospel. Packing the mightiest wallop are Detroit's
Flying Wedge, whose "I Can't Believe" has a simple romantic message but absolutely cooks. ~ Andy Kellman