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The Dragons - BFI

BFI by The Dragons

4...according to our on Fri 31 Aug, 2007.


The Dragons are a pair of session musician brothers from the 60's (later to be honary Beach Boys) who have been unarchived by Ninja Tune and for good reason. Only 1 track on this luscious collection of jazzy spaced-up soul-rock grooves has ever surfaced before, on a Surf movie soundtrack So now 'BFI' becomes their debut album proper, almost 40 years after the tracks were laid down. It's frisky, funky-as-fuck summer music that at one time would have had me sneering like the heathen indie kid I once was but now I can feel the warmth & cosmic funk flow through my veins. The sheer quality & easygoing psychedelic swirl of the 11 songs baffles me as I can't understand why they've been laid dormant for so long. There's certainly that sense of timeless wonder throughout that you'd love to bits if you in any way felt an affiliation with contemporaries da Super Furries or some of the weirder aspects of late 60's freakfunk, psychedelia & psych-folk. There's jazz funk, Jazz's retarded cousin, then there's this hugely organic & accesible pop album you can buy. Never sounded so relevant. A soundtrack for a (hopefully) warm & blissed out September. A sweet surprise indeed

It’s the late sixties. Three brothers, Doug, Daryl and Dennis Dragon are living in Malibu, surfing and gigging around the Los Angeles area and having their minds blown by the music of The Beatles, Hendrix and The Doors. The multi-instrumentalist sons of a symphony conductor and an opera singer, the Dragon brothers decide it’s time to create their own psychedelic soul/rock masterpiece. A high school friend of Dennis, Donn Landee, is working as a recording engineer at Sunwest Recording Studios in Hollywood and they begin to go there to put tracks down in “off time”. They find themselves layering their instruments in new ways, adding deep, bassy vocal lines and then ramming them up against falsetto harmonies, adding organs and space age sound effects, recording spirituals and pop and crazy rock opera. The effect is increasingly spacey and weird, but also funky – a missing link between new directions others are exploring in jazz and soul as well as rock music.Unfortunately, the suits at the West Coast offices of the major labels aren’t ready, complaining that they don’t hear a hit. The boys become disillusioned and focus instead on their session work. They all end up working in the Beach Boys’ backing band. Doug moves to Hawaii, tours Australia. Dennis becomes a successful record producer. Daryl hooks up with Toni Tennille and experiences international chart success as ‘The Captain’. The Dragons’ ‘BFI’ is forgotten.Jump on 37 years. Strictly Kev/DJ Food, influential mixologist and designer for Ninja Tune and obsessive record collector picks up a new batch of vinyl from a record dealer he knows. In amongst them is a 500-run private pressing of the soundtrack to a surf movie called ‘A Sea For Yourself’. On it is a track called ‘Food For My Soul’ by a band called the Dragons. Kev being a fan of all possible food-based puns and currently putting together the mix for his new Solid Steel mix CD for Ninja, drops the needle on the groove. What he finds amazes him – a true psychedelic original from a band he’s never heard of. Using his extensive contacts in the world of vinyl mania, he manages to track Dennis Dragon down. He emails him, asks him if he can include ‘Food For My Soul’ on the mix. Sure, says Dennis. There’s a whole album of the stuff if he’s interested. Dennis checks. Donn still has the master tapes. He converts them to mp3 and emails them to Kev. Kev is blown away. He forwards them to Ninja Tune. Ninja Tune think it’s a scam. But then they listen. And they listen again. And then, after nearly forty years sitting on a recording engineer’s shelf, Ninja Tune decide to release ‘BFI’. Beautifully played and produced, full of crazy invention and a loveably naive lack of self-consciousness, ‘BFI’ is a miniature masterpiece, a lost classic of psych-whimsy, West Coast sexiness and serious musical chops. Surely we’re ready by now..?

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