What had Szabo and Womack cooked up? Gabor Szabo’s cerebral and delicately abstract solos seemed naturally at odds with Bobby Womack’s gritty, intensely southern grooves.
The reason X would soon move to a major label, Elektra, and give us another classic album, Under the Big Black Sun. Wild Gift was named album of the year by Rolling Stone, as well as both the Los Angeles and New York Times
Somewhere between Tago Mago’s Cro-magnon ritualism and the focused melody of Soon Over Babaluma I wouldn’t call this material ‘transitional’ but certainly a missing link.
They were playing a pretty faded copy of The Slider at the Love Song while I hovered over my drink. The raw umbers and rich hunter greens made for pleasant company as I sipped some concoction of rye, cognac, and Benedictine that left me pretty stoned. There was a battalion outside, but it was nearly empty in the bar….
Narcoleptic Youth was shredding Hot Topic riffs while I made my way outside to have a cigarette. The patio was half covered by the same stained wooden boards that constituted the fence. It felt like a corral. “I dunno, I’ve got student loans and shit” an indignant feminine voice creaked from atop an Operation Ivy…