Italian trio rock up on Swedish label peddling dark, cinematic soundscapes with hints of Morricone’s Spaghetti Westerns, Lynch’s atmospheres and Tarantino’s pulp. PostPunk, garage, TexMex, surf, and AltCountry merge and outline the double soul of the band: the cold and industrial Middle-European one, and the burning and desert American one. That’s a mind fuck of an introduction I know but hey, it’s pretty much spot on. Imagine a European Gallon Drunk on a dark journey right through the centre of your soul.

The gentle album opener ‘Night Driving’ is the start of that journey through hushed verses and a raging chorus. With the shimmering guitars of Poison Ivy drenched in reverb and then full on fuzz it’s a great start.

It’s a genre of music I can’t say I dip my toe into often but when I do I’m always really pleased I did and The Three Blind Mice is an addition to the likes of Gallon Drunk with their bleak dark output. Spread out over nine tracks there’s a laid-back jazzy feel to the classic ‘Winter’ as it sambas into view building as the song unfolds before laying right back down in that relaxed dusky vibe. ‘Black Water’ is mirrorball music from the shuffle drum brushes to that classic gentle guitar stabs as you grab your partner and slow waltz around the dance floor old as time but well delivered.

The next few tracks dance a macabre dance that isn’t a million miles from something the Urban Voodoo Machine has done so well. Although saying that I think the only thing ‘Russky Balera’ is missing is some lyrics. We do get back on track with the Western barroom of ‘Day’s Getting Dark’ with its brushed snare and lonesome harmonica.

If you’re looking for some super cool Rock n Roll delivered with style and a tip of the stetson to the 50s and 60s then this record is a real palate cleanser and with its short and sweet nine tracks, it sure does hit the spot.

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