Nice 8-hour sleep restored some of my writing enthusiasm, but now I feel like writing about the album that didn't make it into my top-25.
Meet the three guys who come from 'the city of high fashion and through-the-roof beer prices' (which, I was told, is located somewhere in France) to play some rather uncliched and very trippy desert rock. The band name like 'Blaak Heat Shujaa' must've taken something heavy to come up with anyway. Then again, I was told 'shujaa' means warrior-hero with magic skills in some African language. Get told lots of stuff, not all of it fun (for instance, that they were initially called 'Black Light Black Heat' after VU song, then decided to shorten it to 'Black Heat', at which point they got sued by some 70's funk band, and then went artful). So these lads decided that playing desert rock when you never saw a real desert in your life is kind of shitty idea, so they traveled to California and Uganda before getting started with their album. Which was, btw, recorded in California desert and produced by Scott Reeder himself.