+4626 - COMFORTZONE

What I've always liked about Beardfish is that they often forgo the symphonic overkill in favor of good old (but long and sometimes loud) soul-infused rock'n'roll. A basic sound - two guitars, bass, drums and a moog or an organ joining here and there. All crystally clear and audible in the mix, which I much prefer to a wall of sound.

Beardfish have always been crowd-pleasers, and while there is much here to sing along to (The One Inside main theme, the monstrously groovy sections of Hold and Love Story), the songs are often quite tricky, changing and jam-like.

And it's sad and angry Beardfish. No erstwhile polkas and jazzes in the Comfort Zone. Just a trace of the familiar beardfishy quirkiness on Ode to the Rock'n'Roller. A part of me misses the old quirky Beardfish.