Firewater is yet another example of White Man empathizing with the plight of the Red Skin in crushed velvet flares and platform boots. More Po-faced than the Garnets, Abacus or Johnny Dick, Firewater can’t help but end up a very daft venture despite its intentions. It sounds like Sunchariot actually believed what they were singing and secretly wished they were XIT whilst recording this. OK, the track shares a similarity in the pounding department with Abacus’s Indian Dancer, but is more of a straight rock affair. However THINGS develop as the track progresses...to keep our throats from getting dry...heya heya heya...Once the mass tribe vocals enter the fray around the two minute mark-it all goes NUTS...just lay on the Peyote and put your trust in Producer Robert Danova as he attempts to outdo Thief of Baghdad(Sting) in the vocal arrangement department...Moronic? Yes, but good fun!
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