The Revellions ‘Give It Time’ (Dirty Water Records)
CD/DL/Ltd Edition G/fold LP
Finally, after a five year wait, The Revellions are back with their second LP, Give It Time, half soulful psych, half boozed out night.
Opening with the jiving beat of ‘Bitter & Twisted’, the band set out their stall right up there with such garage-stalwarts as The Cynics, but they soon show that there’s a lot more to them. By the second tune, ‘Sigh’, they’re already rolling out the soul that in beds itself throughout the first side. With a scattering of Maricahi trumpet interludes and rolling snares, it sets a groove that continues on to what is probably their most soulful offering, ‘Don’t Wait For Me’, with it’s stabbing rolling rhythm and glorious vocals drenching the first side before they make an about turn into what is surely the album highlight, the title track and halfway point,’Give It Time’. Suddenly The Revellions are sounding like a psych-soaked Nick Cave taking a night-time LSD road trip through a Lynchian desert before the finale surges upwards, backed with soul drenched horns, spiralling to the heavens. A classic, and one that is surely closing gigs to jaw-dropping punters.
However, this record is definitely one of two distinct sides. Where the first side was fit for bouncing dancehalls, its flip is made for sleazy Mid-West bars full of smoke hounds and vice. The guitars and rhythm become sparser, choosing to sit back and roll on the bass. It’s a jolting change, catching you unaware. Of course they could have no doubt dished up another five Detroit fit garage tunes, but The Revellions are a band that, over the last five years, have travelled and shifted their numbers constantly. In fact this change may well be a reflection of the fact that they have, piece-by-piece, taken five years to complete this LP, recording with various line-ups back in Dublin between trips across Europe.
It’s been quite a wait, but The Revellions have crafted a near perfect record, one that takes us on an arc of a city-night dancehall drama, into a midnight psychosis, before we come down as the desert sun rises.
A must for all all garage-heads!