Jul 4
Last Exit, Last Exit (1986)
Often supergroups are a bunch of names on paper that one expects earth-shifting greatness from but the results of which are haphazard, inexpressive, impotent. Not Last Exit. One gets a real sense of presence on this record, of the medium itself struggling to contain the might of its inhabitants. Brötzmann, Laswell, Sharrock and Jackson crackle, twinkle, wobble, chug, squeak, spit, tinker, blast – but impressively remain within the blues form, this is certainly rock – not just unrestrained by their peers but enabled by them.
Pick: ‘Red Light’
