Tangerine
Stoned are a young band from Rimini that was formed in 2011 on the
initiative of Chris Jei Gasperini and Alex Key Masti with the aim of
recreating the sounds and atmospheres of late sixties and early
seventies psychedelic rock bands such as Pink Floyd, Doors, Cream,
Seeds or Jimi Hendrix Experience just to name but a few. The approach
of the band to the song-writing is almost philological and the their
sources of inspiration are apparent but they managed to add to their
palette a pinch of colourful exoticism and a good deal of freshness
and enthusiasm.
In
2013 Tangerine Stoned released an eponymous debut album on the
independent label Moonlight Records featuring six tracks for more
than 33 minutes length where from the very first notes you can
perceive the ghost of Jim Morrison freely riding all around.
“Venice”, “Clean Window”, “Blues In Door”, “Dirty
Ceiling” and “Nave da bar” (Pub ship) are all sung in English
(even if the last has an Italian title) and flow lightly away one
after the other opening the doors of nostalgia. Of course, the music
here does not shine for its originality, nonetheless it's a pleasant
listening.
However,
the last one, “L'urlo della strega” (The scream of the witch), in
my opinion is by far the best one. It's a long instrumental track
that begins softly with a strange oriental flavour, then the rhythm
rises taking you on a mystical, cosmic trip through the
unconscious... On the whole an interesting debut although I'm sure
that Tangerine Stoned can do better in the future. By the way, soon
after the album was released the keyboardist left the band and now
the current line up features Chris Jei Gasperini (lead vocals, harp,
bass), Danièl Gasperini (bass, guitar), Francis J. Bartowski
(guitars, backing vocals), Alex Key Masti (guitars) and Vince
Vincenti (drums, percussion).
You
can listen to the complete album in streaming HERE
Tangerine
Stoned: Tangerine Stoned (2013). Other opinions:
Jack
Gillen: Tangerine Stoned have made a bluesy, psychedelic album on
par with some of the best from the height of the genre, circa 1967.
And yes, at times, this album is very much a Doors-ian trip. Young
Doors, though, not bloated, alkie, bearded-to-hide-the-double-chin
Morrison Doors... (read the complete review HERE)
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