Last time out Allah La's had nailed that 60's worshipping garage sound but didn't quite have the songwriting to match. That record sounded totally beautiful though and its a shame to read the studio they used has closed. Still, 'Worship The Sun' still has that authentic West Coast sound that references The Byrds, Love and The Animals and will sit quite happily in the collections of those who have been listening to the retro influenced likes of Temples, Kurt Vile, Tame Impala and, yes, The La's. Their sound is your classic granny-glassed jangle and strum and is as laid back and melodic as any Rain Parade album.
Bonus tracks 'Every Girl' and 'No Werewolf' on the CD and digital release; secret track 'Abez Jam' on the LP.
8/10 Clinton Staff review, 11 September 2014
Allah Las debut was a triumph in reproduction and authenticity. They perfectly replicated the West Coast garage/beat combos of the late 60’s with a record that sounded like genuine ‘60’s dust had been sprinkled over the mixing desk. The one thing it lacked to make it really special was killer songs with the kind of hooks that you find yourself humming in the shower. This is their second album and is infused with a similar retro beat-pop nostalgia. Opener 'De Visa Voz’ perfectly recaptures the gentle rolling folk-rock of early Love (as exemplified on their debut and ‘De Capo’ albums) with pleasantly jangling guitars and a vaguely Spanish feel to the proceedings. ‘Had it All’ stings like The Searchers with chiming rickenbackers and simple call and response vocals. Suddenly you are transported into a listening booth in a 1960’s record shop checking out the 7”s to get you ready for the hop.
Despite their obvious love for the superb sunshine pop of the likes of the early Zombies, there are darker forces at work here, certain tracks remind me a little of the Doors or the Animals, a seedier drugged-out LA heat haze especially notable on the instrumental surfy twang of ‘Ferus Gallery’ which bears an uncanny melodic resemblance to Dee-Lite’s “Groove is in the Heart’. The eerie faded hippie dreams of Buffalo Springfield creaks through the tracks and the band have a kind of ragged stoned approach that makes the album the perfect accompaniment to sitting around on a sunny afternoon doing kinda nothing. Although the quality fades as the album wears on its a nice artifact, possible not as enjoyably vibrant as the upcoming Young Sinclairs album or the two necessary Triptides albums, instead what you get is neat trip down the back roads of hazy stoned 60’s revivalism.
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