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While the long-awaited 'Beaver Country' CD easily shows these guys off as organic multi-genre masters; It kicks off w/ "Rub a Dub", as Schafer's supple bass sashays about a skankin' backbeat that goad and propel
Barry in perfect dubrap foreplay time, with a great boom-snappin' percussion mix. Next, it's the unaffected boogying ballad 'White Trash', where Big B makes the musical moral statement that white trash is only skin
deep. Then, its Chili Peppers eat yer' heart out and roll on to your fave place, [and my fave cut] 'Beaver Country", as Barry lays down the word in a grinding, psycho-dub onslaught w/rawly anthemic tones. Pornflik
dialog intros the next "I Try", another Ska/Dub tinged ditty with The Penetrators' recurring themes which are ah, seminal factors in the band's sound and lifestyle..
Next, they pull the plug on The Big Toxy, in their ax-vamping declaration against "Ocean Pollution", a gut-quaking boogy statement on the environment, with a vocal muse on how Barry's beach 'used to be'. And what
rootsrock powerhouse would cut an album without their own caressing ode to that high holy herb, 'Sensi", that starts out running w/a Specials-era hi-hat/bass riff, with Barry's rockin' white rasta (continued on page 15)
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