The Walkingseeds from Liverpool, after a mini album completely ignored by the press, recorded in New York, produced by Kramer, this second "BAD ORB. WHIRLING BALL," distributed by PAPERHOUSE RECORDS in 1990.
The album is simply obscure, extremely acidic neo-psychedelic guitar music played at the limits of the wildest garage, somewhere between Blue Cheer and the dirtiest punk rock. Blues in an advanced state of decay dragged by a high-speed car.
It is an unhealthy record, under waves of fuzz you can hear vocals screamed at the limit of the human. Listen to how they breathed new life into "She Said, She Said" by the Beatles, a shabby garage blues.
The band produced another album produced by BEVIS FROND, could it be otherwise? And in the most complete indifference it disappeared, like other bands of the period, absolutely deserving of reevaluation, overwhelmed by other musically inferior groups but at the time more suitable for an anesthetized audience, who looked more at music magazine covers than listened to the music.
People like me, after all, who rediscovered this album years later.
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