These three tracks were then mixed by Mark Trombino and readied for their inclusion. Next, it was off to Memphis, Tennessee to get wicked. Locked inside Easley Studios with Stuart Sikes at the controls, the band consumed large quantities of BBQ and let the thick Memphis air soak into their bones. Everyday walking the sacred ground of Stax, Elvis's grave, and the streets that so many of their heroes walked inspired a likely homage to the fierce independent spirit of soul expression. The band's already massive sound is doubled by it's own echo ricocheting off the high ceilings of Easley.
Frantic beasts riot on a short-wave broadcast.
Apollo 9 and JC2000 take turns stoking the fire with stabbing counterplay. The majesty of the horn section abandoned in favor of a free expression skronk. If spaciousness in sound is a bit of a foreign concept to these thugs, no proof is found here. Immaculate arrangements blanket the cold instruments. Unable to reflect, the mirror is broken and the shards of glass are given to the children to play with.