Stubb: Stubb [Superhot Records]
By Simon Hadley
There is much to admire about Stubb, London’s finest blues-rock trio. Their raison d’être is simple: delivering awe-inspiring grooves and fuzzed-out licks that are made to be worshipped.
Half a century past its inception, and in the midst of yet another surge of woozy riffing and lyrical tomfoolery; even the brightest light in the underground sticks rigidly to the rulebook. The cream of the crop, Jack Dickinson, is content on following the fretboard musings of Clapton and Co – not to mention their affiliation with floral shirts – with startling precision.
‘Galloping Horses’ best spans the album’s breadth: vintage power chords, soulful vocals and a consistently intense rhythm section; culminating in tumbling drumfills and a blissed-out, psychedelic solo. While their heroes came, saw and conquered before disappearing just as quickly; wouldn’t it be great if Stubb could stay for a little while longer.