Colour Revolt poke as far into the blues-rock spectrum as I'll allow before I slowly start to fall victim to my overactive thoughts. Compared to the other albums in my review queue, there's just not a lot going on with Plunder, Beg, and Curse; no sugar, no spice, just drums, bass, and vocals plopped down in the middle of the road.
Is it enough? I'm still not sure; the ice is pretty thin at both ends of the pond. Despite taking the unexpected route more often than not, segueing into interesting terrain when they could just as easily fold like a crappy hold-’em hand, Colour Revolt sauce their steaks with bland production and sizzle-free tempos that crawl along too deliberately.
My time is too valuable to spend sitting around waiting for a band to make a goddamn move; this isn't my first date, mind you. I'd go down on a lawman for a shred of innovation, and the scraps Colour Revolt throw me aren't going to get me through the night. What's more, it seems two-man groups like Black Keys and Modey Lemon (the latter is a bit of a stretch but whatevs) wring much from their blues templates than CR do with five members.
That said, if a soul-having DJ were to throw a track like, say, "Moses of the South," onto the airwaves of a commercial radio station, I would be overjoyed. In fact, I could see Colour Revolt establishing a following in more commercial circles in lieu of breaking through in the underground; they have all the necessary ingredients if you're looking for a more streamlined Model T.
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