The Lone Crows. With band name like this, you should instantly be aware that you shouldn't take the band that serious. Technically “lone” is only possible if only one is truly alone. Like the “Lone Ranger” the Lone Rangers would be a posse, thus not able to be lone. But, you would be wrong if you would not take The Lone Crows serious.
With The Lone Crows, we are dealing with a band paying tributes to the greats of the Woodstock generation. Fuzzed out, slow, blues, Jazzy, Boogie Chillun, psychedelic, Stoner. Being raised with Woodstock on heavy rotation, it comes natural that I just love this kind of music. Listening to this album is like going to a bar where I used to hang out all the time when I was just getting in to music. They always would have one radio station on, and it was blasting classic rock all day. It’s like you never left, everything still the same. The pool table is still there, the small podium for the occasional live band and even the dust on the speakers. It’s all just like you were there yesterday. The only thing that changed is the price of the drinks. The Lone Crows are a trip… down memory lane with added flavor.
This debut self-titled album from the Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA originated band is a slow and bluesy rock record. Some of the songs on here have the spirit of say, Santana, Mountain, Canned Heat, Cactus directly reflecting in the sound. Strongest example being the third track “Heard You Call” at some point the guitar work could just as well have been played by Santana himself. And it would not sound out of place on the” Abraxas” album of Santana, right next to Black Magic Woman. The opening track “Lone Crow” starts the record of with a nice little stomper, a terrific desert rock track. It will fit nicely on a compilation for cruising through the desert. With “You Got Nothing” were taking a ZZ-Top ride with Canned Heat down boogie lane, and damn its boogieing. With “the Crawl” we find a track that would not be out of place next to Mountains “Mississippi Queen”. And they close the 9 track album with a mighty fine 9.09 minute straight up blues jam that made me want to throw “Electric Mud” by Muddy Waters on the record player.
Now, you might think it’s all about classic rock with these guys, but it’s not exactly like that. Some bands really try to capture an essence of an era or period correct bands. As much as I love those bands, equally as much I respect bands putting their own twist on things, with the risk of not pulling it off, over playing it or down playing it. And The Lone Crows are pulling it off. By the style of singing or by slowing it down they give it their own sound. The last track for instance is a true blues track, but the singing that would classically go with that has been cast over board for a more Kyuss type of approach to the singing and structure. It just works real well.
If you’re like me into the old school hard rock, then this record is one that you’ll come back to for more listens.