This week I’m trying a new tactic towards reviewing. I’m going to write the review as I listen, my first thoughts recorded – no filter. Let’s see how this goes. Don’t worry; it won’t look like the inside of my notebooks, which are random words and red pen markings. The first victim, I mean participant of this treatment if Vinny Vegas’ The Big White Whale. Their progressive rock sound entwined with soul makes for one of the most interesting records to knock on my email’s door in a long time.
I’ve mentioned before about having a vocal crush on other artists, and whoever takes on that duty in Vinny Vegas just made that growing list. “Highs & Lows,” I can’t even deal with this right now. I’ll try not to run to their Facebook to look at what he looks like; the image in my head will suffice. Then you get the mention of the album title in “Patterns Weave,” which I’m assuming is a Moby Dick reference which in turn is a metaphor for something. I’m not a literary smug so I have no clue what. This is one record on this blog my dad wouldn’t mind listening to, partly because he loves anything that keeps souls alive, plus the lounge like atmosphere created by “Rubber Sternum” would get his stamp of approval.
My crush only faded out during the rightfully titled “Sleeping Cliffs” but interests peaked again when I imagined Hobbits in Inglewood with “Afro Feet.” If you’re into bands that know how to blend two genres well enough that the lines between the two are blurred, then you have to – no really, you must take an hour and check out Vinny Vegas’ The Big White Whale, out now.
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