Full disclosure: I did not expect to enjoy Sunflower
Sessions by The Red Plastic Buddha. I saw the
60’s-style cover art, the trippy bubble letters – the name,
for heaven’s sake – and while I enjoy
60’s rock as much as the next critic, I tend
to feel that, like Vegas, what happens in the 60’s
should stay in the 60’s.
But as soon as the first track came on, I was, for
want of a better word, grooving. It’s really
your only option when you listen to this album. You’ve
got all the important bits: the faintly exotic guitar,
the Doors-style keyboard, the seemingly-improvisational
song endings that go on for days, and that swelling
vibe. Do you know what I mean? That feeling that only
sixties music gives me, like something’s building
up in your chest as the song works up to its conclusion.
It’s heavy, man.
“Come on and let it happen to you,” croons
the lead singer, Timothy Ferguson. “You’ve
gotta open up your mind and let everything flow through.” Point
taken, boys. And let’s be honest: you had me
at ‘come on.’
Favorite Track: “Clouds”