File this next to your King Bee reissue, despite the alphabetic despondency implied. Maybe you should bookend those 2 records with some Link Wray and Saddle Lake Drifting Cowboys. Yes this is the distilled and pure stuff, to invoke but another in a slew of record review cliches and colloquialisms, “not for the faint of heart!”. Where 4 instruments take no precedence over each other, but all hold an abundance of weight. No ornamentation. A raspy holler graces the ear now and again, with soul and conviction. “Lonedell Wildflower” is the best song of the year. Always groovy but never lackadaisicle, never background. The playing has the energy and take-no-prisoners attitude of the best garage/basement rock, the kind not so burdened by revivalism or aesthetic consistency and only retaining genre allegiance through devout spiritual commune. Wilting at times, driving at others, always interesting.