...COME OUT TO PLAY...
Some say there's terror on the fairground, the euphoric suspense before stepping onto the ride, a clatter of swirling gears, and underneath the bigtop....Gazelle takes you on their new musical cyclone, Lady Blue Sky!
The opening steam organ harks us back to heady psychedelic days as Gazelle's new single embarks on a modern magical mystery tour. And only in the last dizzying second does the terror show itself, calling us..."to come out to play"!
Gazelle's first single of twenty twenty-three once again takes us in new musical directions. After the explosive suspense laden drama of Arcadia, Lady Blue Sky swirls up elements of jangly, dreamy, peace and love, into Southern bluesy riffs and a breathy soulie chorus to boot. Make no mistake this is the pure essence of Gazelle rock n roll, an alchemists mix of style, swagger, and true faith in their musical convictions, how can you not get your head swept up in it all!
Lady Blue Sky's got this hip shaker groove, from the tambourine beat, to Ryan's gritty vocal and the hard drivin riffs, rising n'crashing throughout. The track concludes with an erupting chorus, which is I suspect just how Ryan and the boys like it, lettin yourself go and getting carried away by the spirit of the music, like the Beatles sitting on the floor of the studio, surrounded by friends recording All You Need is Love!
Gazelle's signature themes stand out in the lyrics once again, and central to that is always escape and freedom. From the whimsical and trippy, "Hoping for the day I slip into Mary's dream" to the more escapist "keep grooving on...keep on trucking into the sun" Lady Blue Sky is a track about gettin out of your head, and gettin out of your space, and that's what we're all lookin for, it's bein free!
Their best yet...man every release seems to be, and they still keep coming back to the well giving us more. Lady Blue Sky, with it's deep South, road trip psychedelica, and jangle beats, is a heartstoppin trip! Get on the road and under the blue sky!
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