There’s something very Tyrannosaurus Rex (easing into T Rex’s glam tendencies) about Fool For Love. Reaching outward from a folky troubadour core, Jordie Lane grins in the eye of a psychedelic storm whipping up some I Am The Walrus-style choral shrieks. A bit overwhelming at times, but still ultimately accomplished.
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