We’re taking a trip back in time with this one, all the way to 1930. Seems the hiatus between the two world wars was a fertile breeding ground for diabolical hoodoo such as you’ll hear laid down in this track from Griz Green. I don’t know what the local mortuary is like in your neck of the woods but I’m pretty sure my nearest one doesn’t contains mummies and vampires. Maybe regulations have just been tightened up during the intervening years, who knows?
Either way, Griz’s jam is a good old-fashioned slice of jazz horror and could reasonably well set a template for a rocking Hallowe’en party. Hmm, that’s got me thinking…
