The Warlocks
Tee Pee
An epic bad trip of an album that sounds closer to fellow LA acid casualties the Brian Jonestown Massacre than the sonic extremes of The Warlocks’ last effort. The Stooges/Velvets/MBV influences are still obvious, as on ketamine-heavy highlight ‘Standing Between The Lovers of Hell’, but reckless hedonism and wide-eyed psychedelic exploration have left Bobby Hecksher burnt out and betrayed. The gothgaze equivalent of Skip Spence’s Oar or Barrett: a damaged classic.
