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September 2001 Vol. 5 No. 10
 
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Artist Cable
Title Skyhorse Jams
Label This Dark Reign Recordings
Reviewer Vinnie Apicella
Rating
First few notes of "Whiskey Drinkin' Woman," the opening track, and it's like, here we go again... low bass rumble, snail's pace gut-churning, pick apart the past, doom for the downtrodden. And then something miraculous happens -- look skyward and what's that quickly whizzing before your ears? A winged stallion teeming across the fields of predictability, and with it, a wild spirited groove unleashed and calling forth the jam in an up tempo guitar rocking beat. Savor the flavor, it's still the seventies' but it sounds awfully fresh. Of course with bands such as these, fond memory bringers of a more colorful and free-dealing decade, names, faces and titles all become one and the same after a few heavenly tokes of the peace pipe. Stand to close the stack and life becomes one big protoplasmic blur, a distorted vision recalling a hey day, might as well be anyone's. But let's give it to Cable for this momentary lapse of logic.

The five song session's more the line of an organically grown kind, all natural, rich and full of flavor with few of the toxic side-effects that some lesser qualified entrants press upon as sleep-inducements. They get cagey after a while, sure, any of the hickory-smoked backyard slam jams will do that. Give 'em enough free reign and it'd make The Allman's step back, look at their two hands and wonder what went wrong.

Cable comes from Connecticut, assumed countryside for the many peace-loving variety, and while "Wind River," all eight and half long and winding minutes of it, will give you that comfortable easy listening feeling as you flutter amongst the clouds, "Ride The Jackass Backwards" and "I've Been Down" shove ya back to reality, the Rock becomes harder, the stars spinning round your head got there from no accident, the band just changed direction, lengthened the slack and went for broke.


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Robert R. Lewis