Path of Lightning

VINYL FORMAT. The latest from NorCal's finest, Path of Lightning is one of Starving Weirdos most swell/swollen yet to date. Four flippin' sides of confuse-adelia for both the farm-fresh kid to the well-heeled cad. Way noisier than the releases on Root Strata, Path of Lighting is chock full of mystery moves and dynamo hums, from the tripped-out textural flips on "Into the Flatlands" flickering in and out of foci to the almost-an-environmental-statement of "N.Y. Blues" with talk show jibber jabbing into the corrosive static as the grooves run out. The two dudes in Starving Weirdos are joined by yet another dude for two tracks and it's tough to know exactly what he's adding (besides another layer of ecstasy gush). These two sides sound like the fine line that separates No Neck Blues Band from Sunburned Hand of the Man. The final track could/should have been in the movie Rosemary's Baby, right around the time Mia Farrow is screaming "What have you done to his eyes!" Deluxe gatefold jackets, limited to 500 copies.