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Season Of The Peach (Cream Vinyl)
Black Lips return with a brand-new studio album, Season Of The Peach, a 40-minute rock and roll odyssey, tripping through DIY genres where garage rock meets new wave pop, and disgruntled country shakes hands with epic western soundtracks. The 14-track album captures the energy and spirit of early Black Lips while simultaneously applying new approaches to songwriting.
The album is a musical merry-go-round, a journey featuring road-weary tales from the underbelly of a lights-out America. Itās bookended by āThe Illusionā parts one and two: a barroom quest for hope, fear, and hate, thwarted at each turn by a sense of resignation, āyou reach for the sky / but itās an illusion.ā Elsewhere, āWild Oneā plays out like a Morricone romp through another day in Hell. A mantra for the hungover, a skin-crawling lament in praise of the wild at heart.
āTippy Tongueā sees Black Lips take on 60s girl group soul, like The Shangri-Las and Ronettes infiltrated by Jayne/Wayne County, paying homage to Buddha Records. Meanwhile, āKassandraā has a guitar sound scrubbed clean for a Sunday, chiming its way through ever-spiralling salvos like The Chocolate Watchband with Zappa on vocals. āZulu Saintsā is an upbeat country honk, a good-time brush with bravado, peppered with Cole on an incredulous radio phone-in show, looking for black-eyed peas and winning big on the slot machines.
For the recording sessions they holed up in the bucolic surroundings of drummer Oakleyās new Sound At Manor studio in the Catskills (the first album recorded there since Oakley built the studio in 2020). In this idyllic setting, the band disconnected from city life and committed their music to analogue tape, part of their quest to embrace spontaneity and capture the energy of a live Black Lips show on record.
Ā
āSimply masters in their fieldā NME
āDirty, raw and distinctly aliveā Paste
āA wonderful new chapterā The Line Of Best Fit.
The album is a musical merry-go-round, a journey featuring road-weary tales from the underbelly of a lights-out America. Itās bookended by āThe Illusionā parts one and two: a barroom quest for hope, fear, and hate, thwarted at each turn by a sense of resignation, āyou reach for the sky / but itās an illusion.ā Elsewhere, āWild Oneā plays out like a Morricone romp through another day in Hell. A mantra for the hungover, a skin-crawling lament in praise of the wild at heart.
āTippy Tongueā sees Black Lips take on 60s girl group soul, like The Shangri-Las and Ronettes infiltrated by Jayne/Wayne County, paying homage to Buddha Records. Meanwhile, āKassandraā has a guitar sound scrubbed clean for a Sunday, chiming its way through ever-spiralling salvos like The Chocolate Watchband with Zappa on vocals. āZulu Saintsā is an upbeat country honk, a good-time brush with bravado, peppered with Cole on an incredulous radio phone-in show, looking for black-eyed peas and winning big on the slot machines.
For the recording sessions they holed up in the bucolic surroundings of drummer Oakleyās new Sound At Manor studio in the Catskills (the first album recorded there since Oakley built the studio in 2020). In this idyllic setting, the band disconnected from city life and committed their music to analogue tape, part of their quest to embrace spontaneity and capture the energy of a live Black Lips show on record.
Ā
āSimply masters in their fieldā NME
āDirty, raw and distinctly aliveā Paste
āA wonderful new chapterā The Line Of Best Fit.
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Season Of The Peach (Cream Vinyl)ā
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Black Lips return with a brand-new studio album, Season Of The Peach, a 40-minute rock and roll odyssey, tripping through DIY genres where garage rock meets new wave pop, and disgruntled country shakes hands with epic western soundtracks. The 14-track album captures the energy and spirit of early Black Lips while simultaneously applying new approaches to songwriting.
The album is a musical merry-go-round, a journey featuring road-weary tales from the underbelly of a lights-out America. Itās bookended by āThe Illusionā parts one and two: a barroom quest for hope, fear, and hate, thwarted at each turn by a sense of resignation, āyou reach for the sky / but itās an illusion.ā Elsewhere, āWild Oneā plays out like a Morricone romp through another day in Hell. A mantra for the hungover, a skin-crawling lament in praise of the wild at heart.
āTippy Tongueā sees Black Lips take on 60s girl group soul, like The Shangri-Las and Ronettes infiltrated by Jayne/Wayne County, paying homage to Buddha Records. Meanwhile, āKassandraā has a guitar sound scrubbed clean for a Sunday, chiming its way through ever-spiralling salvos like The Chocolate Watchband with Zappa on vocals. āZulu Saintsā is an upbeat country honk, a good-time brush with bravado, peppered with Cole on an incredulous radio phone-in show, looking for black-eyed peas and winning big on the slot machines.
For the recording sessions they holed up in the bucolic surroundings of drummer Oakleyās new Sound At Manor studio in the Catskills (the first album recorded there since Oakley built the studio in 2020). In this idyllic setting, the band disconnected from city life and committed their music to analogue tape, part of their quest to embrace spontaneity and capture the energy of a live Black Lips show on record.
Ā
āSimply masters in their fieldā NME
āDirty, raw and distinctly aliveā Paste
āA wonderful new chapterā The Line Of Best Fit.
The album is a musical merry-go-round, a journey featuring road-weary tales from the underbelly of a lights-out America. Itās bookended by āThe Illusionā parts one and two: a barroom quest for hope, fear, and hate, thwarted at each turn by a sense of resignation, āyou reach for the sky / but itās an illusion.ā Elsewhere, āWild Oneā plays out like a Morricone romp through another day in Hell. A mantra for the hungover, a skin-crawling lament in praise of the wild at heart.
āTippy Tongueā sees Black Lips take on 60s girl group soul, like The Shangri-Las and Ronettes infiltrated by Jayne/Wayne County, paying homage to Buddha Records. Meanwhile, āKassandraā has a guitar sound scrubbed clean for a Sunday, chiming its way through ever-spiralling salvos like The Chocolate Watchband with Zappa on vocals. āZulu Saintsā is an upbeat country honk, a good-time brush with bravado, peppered with Cole on an incredulous radio phone-in show, looking for black-eyed peas and winning big on the slot machines.
For the recording sessions they holed up in the bucolic surroundings of drummer Oakleyās new Sound At Manor studio in the Catskills (the first album recorded there since Oakley built the studio in 2020). In this idyllic setting, the band disconnected from city life and committed their music to analogue tape, part of their quest to embrace spontaneity and capture the energy of a live Black Lips show on record.
Ā
āSimply masters in their fieldā NME
āDirty, raw and distinctly aliveā Paste
āA wonderful new chapterā The Line Of Best Fit.

















