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| Roadhouse Hoodoo |
| band: Bennett, Darin |
| Album: 20 Scarlett Monkeys |
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20 scarlet monkeys
Darin Bennett

"Birth is the sudden opening of a window, through which you look out upon a stupendous prospect. For what has happened? A miracle. You have exchanged nothing for the possibility of everything." ~ Willie Dixon
"Could fill spoons full of diamonds, Could fill spoons full of gold. Just a little spoon of your precious love Will satisfy my soul." ~ Willie Dixon from the song "Spoonful"
Darin Bennett doesn't play like your favorite guitar God in a great big rock band. He plays an electric slide steel guitar a whole lot like the roadhouse guys that those "Gods" learned from. And his songs have a sense of awe about the world that's makes a spiritual journey out of all those little things you might have forgot.
The feeling of this record is roadhouse blues. As Hendrix famously said, "Blues is easy to play, but hard to feel." Darin has heard it where it counts, and sounds on the record like he's lived it just fine. He finds the mystery in the story in these songs, and brings out something in the lyrics that makes it sing. He has the imagination that can take him where most folks wouldn't know how to go. That spacey mindset adds something, and never gets in the way. Some of the songs on this album are like hearing Willie Dixon, or Muddy Waters doing a cover of a song by Cream or Blind Faith. The guitar has learned what it needed to know from the roadhouse.
THE SONGS

20 SCARLET MONKEYS (ROOM 201): There's something going on in Room 201! Darin says it's a true story. So maybe there were monkeys in a hotel room, but this song is about something just scary wonderful. The sound that comes from that echoed slide steel, and a small African drum is as spooky as a séance while on some kind of mushroom. "Did you hear the crash? An unbelievable sight! 20 scarlet monkeys swinging in the night!" The chaos created here is something that gives me a little fright, and I can't stop listening. This may be a vision, but it paints a damn fine picture of seeing something that can't be accounted for. Whether the explanation for this playful activity by these "monkeys" is inside my head, or whether somebody just likes to take a bunch of monkeys to a hotel and see what happens, I don't know. But listening to the eerie sound of this acoustic song, sounds like hoodoo on the Delta. I don't believe in that stuff, but I ain't taking no chances. Guess I lives through the thing cause there's "20 scarlet monkeys back into the wall." Momma told me not to come!

THE DEATH BELL: There's a trumpet and spooky sound of slowed down voices at the beginning of this song that sound like they been a little dead and came back. A guitar riff that's a little similar to the beginning of Paul Simon's "Peace Like A River" starts out with a story telling rhythm that sets the stage. Darin said about this song in a printed interview, "I got the idea from the beginning of a James Bond film. "Trumpet's blowin' taps/Kickin' dirt on my grave." I wouldn't want to live in Darin's imagination. "Up to the middle, down to the top, blue face rotten in a wooden box. … Trumpet's blow taps throwing dirt on my grave… Singing dig it down … to the Devil's hole." Once again, Darin hit's the nail on the coffin. "Singing Mary go up, Merry go round, the death bell is ringing that wicked sound." Whew!

I'LL BE YOUR ANYTHING: Okay, I thought this had to be cover. It ain't. This damn song is a classic, I don't care if he wrote it yesterday. This is a kind of slow shuffle strum and guitar solo combination here that is sweet and straight as an arrow. Sounds like I heard "I've been waiting for a long time on an east bound train to my life for anyone but you. I been called a Valentine an open mind time and time by everyone but you. Just know my name tomorrow, devil or angel. Fill me up, turn me out, tell you want me anyhow. I'll be your anything. I'll be your anything." This song is darker than a love song. There's a movement to the chorus that takes your heart someplace just right. It sounds like an angel and may take some time to scare the devil out of you. I swear you gotta hear this song! Somebody maybe did this song. Might be the song your heart has sung when you was asleep. Whoever wrote this song is just plain wonderful. Darin Bennett wrote this song.

LET ME IN has an infectious roadhouse rhythm and a deep sweet sax that repeats insistently just like the horny dude in the song. Darin adds some smoking steel guitar riffs that try to make his point to the poor girl. After all, she threw the bum out for some reason. He "cries for her forgiveness" and to be let back in to "that body made of sin." There'll be some hoots and hollers at the concert for this one. We all been there.

ON MY WAY: Sounds like that Cream song that got lost in the stacks. Maybe a Willie Dixon original covered with a little something spacey and a percussion thud that sounds like the bed being slammed to the floor in "Instant Karma." The guitar cries out for more, and that slide steel seems to break the simple figure with something from the spaceship. "I'll be on my way. I'll be on my way." It's a strange brew of images set to an infectious slide, and things ticking, thudding, and tapping like a lazy drum circle in Kenya, or the Delta, or maybe on Mars.

HOLDIN' ME: Picking the steel guitar brings out the chain gang. "Banging a rock by the click of the clock and sucking on nicotine. But I'm waiting for the judge to set me free." There's a credible sense sorrow in the voice and the strings, and a homemade drum and sticks like pics on the work farm. Then a great damn great line, "I did a little something, but it ain't why you're holding me." The guitar sounds like something great heard once that you tried like hell to find again and record. Some self taught field hand. Somebody who could make a line like, "I may be the devil, but I ain't no sinner." Maybe Darin hasn't worked on a chain gang, but I bet this song would be a hit with them that has. "I did a little something, but it ain't why you're holding me!"

MORNING ROSE has a gorgeous phase shifted sound reminiscent of Hendrix' "Angel." "Lacing like a fire through the rain, the voices cry again, sister of the wind you gently let me in." It's just voice and guitar. And it is played from that special place "where my heart carries on." If you like "Angel" or "Castles Made of Sand" you may want to keep this song "forever by your side." It's a timeless love song.

EL FIN: The end! And it's a 12 bar blues played on multiple guitars with the sound like a horn in the strumming somewhere. There's a bass in the background for the first time as I can hear. A traveling instrumental to take the record home. A simple thing. Simple is good. If you think it's easy, and you got a boatload of taste and a little time, you may get the chords right. But the feeling may set you back a couple of months. Nice. |
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