The Wizards Of Delight – ‘The Wizards Of Delight’ (APF Records) Print E-mail
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Written by Tim Bolitho-Jones   
Wednesday, 14 February 2018 04:20

The Wizards Of Delight artworkYou know that embarrassing dance your dad does at parties to try and look cool in front of your friends? Well say hello to the musical equivalent of that. The debut EP by The Wizards Of Delight is retro-rock worship at its most shameless; heavily in-debt to the likes of Deep Purple and The Stooges and revelling in how massively un-hip it is. It should be loads of fun, but instead it’s a cringe-inducing listen and more awkward than watching Quentin Tarantino enthusiastically ranting about Blaxploitation cinema. This is a disappointment because you only have to glance at their Facebook page to know that The Wizards are playing with tongues lodged firmly in cheeks, but this isn’t a good introduction to their career.


The problems are only too evident on the opening ‘Gypsy.’ This starting track is a thoroughly undemanding rock song that sounds needlessly flimsy and ramshackle. It’s all very well and good writing music in a retro-style, but seeking out a weak production to complete the illusion is a bad idea. The chorus is flat and they seem really determined to drive home the point that they don’t sound like a modern band. There’s even an appearance of a Hammond organ, The Wizards Of Delight granting this terrible instrument the most unwelcome rock comeback since Motley Crue realised the treatment didn’t work and the warts had all come back.


Elsewhere, ‘Shogun Messiah’ is a mid-tempo rocker with a hint of psychedelia but is otherwise uninspiring and full of more infuriating Hammond organ, but the biggest offence can be found on track two. You’ve got to have a massive set of brass balls to write something called ‘We Got The Rock And Rolls’ and The Wizards Of Delight don’t get away with it. It’s a song about how rock and roll music is totally bad ass but it presents this argument in the form of a sub-par ‘70s throwback. There’s attitude aplenty, but there’s also some exceptionally thin guitar production, that bloody Hammond organ cropping up throughout the whole thing and some nails on chalk vocals courtesy of helium-voiced singer Andras Mazzareth.



In fact, the best way to describe The Wizards Of Delight would be pretending they genuinely are from the early Seventies. If they formed in 1971 and somehow fell into a time vortex while recording their debut EP, then this would be more entertaining. They come across as a likeable bunch of lads, but they’re painfully in thrall to the past and this EP suffers from a lack of decent songs. It’s only too easy to imagine them leaping around a stage, singing about how great it is being a wild rock bad boy while a disinterested crowd smiles politely, offers light applause and waits for the headliners.


‘The Wizards Of Delight’ is out now. You can get your copy HERE.


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