“Comfy” is the key word here: the boys (bassist Mark Dutton; drummer George Sluppick; Adam MacDougall on keys; Neal Casal on guitars of all sorts; and, of course, Mr. Robinson hisself on vox and guitar) seem to simply be cool with the sum of the parts these days, willing up whatever sound the moments calls for in that moment.
Take the opener “Shore Power”, for instance, which proves CRB can chug it out like Jimmie Vaughan-era Fabulous Thunderbirds, slap the emergency brake on and fishtail the beast right into the marshes of Weirdsville – then bang low gear and take back off on a full-throttle, rockin’ romp. That kind of stuff is second nature to Robinson and company these days; Phosphorescent Harvest documents the fact well.
Where Chris Robinson’s work with the Black Crowes has often been based on killer guitar passages (which one would expect if you were co-writing with your brother Rich, a natural-born riff king if there ever was one), the material on Phosphorescent Harvest is more about moods than six-stringed hooks. Make no mistake: there are plenty of moments of Neal Casal guitar brilliance – but MacDougall plays just as big of a role in setting the stage, painting the backdrops and stepping into the spotlight when needed. Sluppick and Dutton build foundations that range from Spiders From Mars rock ‘n’ roll to soft and gauzy heartbeats; Robinson may be the ringmaster on paper, but here he feels like one of the lads (and liking it).
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