Spirit Caravan
The Last Embrace

THE REVIEW

When talking about innovation, you cannot help but immediately think of Scott "Wino" Weinrich, someone who has made the word innovation his musical creed.

Much has already been said about Wino, the greatest heir to the Sabbathian Tradition. The leader of the best doom-rock bands around since the '80s onward, as well as a collaborator with other legends (for three years the voice of Saint Vitus), his motto for the last five decades has always been: substance and consistency. And it continues to be so.

The Spirit Caravan is the most desert-like, drugged, fuzzy, seventies-inspired, and southern Wino-project; a feast of guitars drowned in LSD and inspired riffing equal to the old sacred monsters. Because unlike most hard-psych bands, his compositions always follow a logical thread. They have a solid and decided body, no unnecessary digressions (just enough), with songwriting as the foundation of everything. The reins of the sound flow firmly in hand.

We all know that in rock the most important thing is innovation, therefore: no psychedelic delusions without head or tail but solid and passionate rock with a scent of Marijuana. In other words: the Sir Lord Baltimore have learned the lesson of the Saint Vitus.

The Last Embrace collects the two elusive LPs in their entirety (some tracks replaced by the 7'' versions) remastered to scream, plus some unreleased tracks and various rarities. That is, apart from the EP Dreamwheel (which is still in print), everything that Spirit Caravan has done.

Two very tasty CDs for twenty-nine anthems that smell a bit of mold but that, among memorable guitar riffs, chilling choruses, ballads, psychedelic flair, bone-crushing doom, have everything that a (triple) Rock record should have, and even more.