The wonderful privilege of creativity is not in providing what people want but in arriving with the thing no one asked for but which everyone needs. To wit, Dead Ghosts' eerily accurate evocation of mid sixties garage psychedelia. The sound of enthusiastic amateurs with a gland full of hallucinogens, an afternoon in an analogue recording studio and some gorgeous old amps with real spring reverb. It's how most of us grew up imagining the passage to another dimension would sound.
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