“Long White Desert Rose” off Spider Bag’s Goodbye Cruel World, Hello Crueler World, is how it all comes together. This is the song the Black Crowes haven’t come within a million miles of since the days they were covering Otis Redding; this is what Jim James should be doing instead of fucking around with MOF; this is the song Brian Jonestown Massacre have kept on failing to deliver. This could be off Exile. It is just unfucking real. A Southern boogie jamasaurus replete with wooo woooos in the background like they just stepped outta Beggars Banquet and a bang up acoustic guitar and wild chord changes which are actually pretty complicated here and there with a brilliant run about a minute and a half in. the guitars sound different from what you’re used to today, they sound more organic and stringy less dubbed and overwhelming. Listen to a current rock band, even a good one, even a Say Anything, and the songs are too thick: the guitars are piled on top of each other and you can’t fit a thought about them.
On “Long White Desert Rose” the Spider Bags sound not old fashioned but other fashioned. They are like a top rock group you imagined, they’re like a band Jonathem Lethem or Nick Hornsby (or Lester Bangs) invented: it is too good to be true; they are so fucking great.