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The Red, White & Black


Download links and information about The Red, White & Black by The Bellrays. This album was released in 1995 and it belongs to Rock, Indie Rock, Alternative genres. It contains 21 tracks with total duration of 43:02 minutes.

Artist: The Bellrays
Release date: 1995
Genre: Rock, Indie Rock, Alternative
Tracks: 21
Duration: 43:02
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No. Title Length
1. Remember 3:35
2. Street Corner 3:14
3. Sister Disaster 2:05
4. Fanfare 0:38
5. You're Sorry Now 2:21
6. Mele Ipu Ekahi 0:11
7. Revolution Get Down 2:41
8. Used to Be 3:10
9. Find Someone to Believe In 1:29
10. You're Sorry Now (Slight Return) 0:21
11. Making Up for Lost Time 2:58
12. Some Confusion City 2:58
13. Poison Arrow 3:45
14. Black Is the Color 1:38
15. D-Am 1:17
16. Stone Rain 2:35
17. Noise Epic 0:26
18. Rude Awakening 1:16
19. Voodoo Train 3:48
20. Startime 1:08
21. Mele Ipu Elua 1:28



The BellRays turn in another batch of searing soul-punk moments on Red, White and Black. While they're led by the throaty, nearly unchecked vocal rip of Lisa Kekaula — whose vocals seem to ricochet off the considerable chip on her shoulder — the other spectacular thing about this record is Tony Fate's absolutely amazing clutch of guitar tones. His rig is urgent Thin Lizzy/Kiss sludge on the mellow menace of "Used to Be," but it crackles with immediacy for the bristling Detroit-style rocker "Street Corner," or during the mid-album standout "Sister Disaster." The BellRays hit everything on time (including your jaw), which gives even their more workmanlike moments an enviable zing. A turn toward squelchy, angry, and wildly shifting punk rock poetry on "Poison Arrow" works Black Flag-wonders in Kekaula's hands — in another's it would simply be overwrought. Let's say it again: she's an absolutely amazing vocalist, checking everyone from Arthur Lee and Tina Turner to Mick Collins, whose band the Dirtbombs are fellow travelers of the BellRays. "You're Sorry Now" brings in some backing vocals for its freaked-out, '60s garage revivalism; its melody returns later in the album for a brooding piano revisit. Late in the album, "Voodoo Train" busts through the station wall. Its extended beginning is like the thrum of a faraway locomotive, before Kekaula lays it down — "Well I feel like Satan and I'll tell you why" — and the thing lurches into bluesy, punky overdrive. It might be the strongest thing on the record, since it effortlessly combines the past and present, anger and love, rousing vocals and roundhouse-rattling electric guitar. Is that blood on your lip? You must've bit through it a few songs ago. [Red, White and Black came complete with six additional, downloadable tracks, the better to make your computer bleed, too.]