How?s this for the title of an openingtrack: ?Bedding Down the Revolution with a Mouth Full of Shit?. I wonder if it has some kind of present-day meaning, especially because the music offered on this mysterious album is all but trendy or contemporary. Closest neighbours would be Sunburned Hand Of The Man, or No Neck Blues Band but still, nothing really sounds like what Refrigerator Mothers cook up on this cd-r.

The Refrigerator Mothers are a part of the Hop-Frog collective, a group of loosely affiliated artists in all forms and shapes. Seems they have a solid base of contributors looking at the twenty something people that contributed to ?Ghosts of a Primitive World?. What they offer is a decent to good selection of raga-drones, oriental instrumentation and otherwordly Sun City Girls-like throat singing. ?Bedding Down the Revolution with a Mouth Full of Shit? sets the pace of the album as it?s the longest, displaying the group?s instrumental variety with some kitchen sink percussion and resonating sounds of bows slapped against snares. It seems like they?re trying to create a hallucinatory mega drone in which they don?t really succeed, simply because of the variety in rhythm and pure sound.

At the same time, the variety among tracks is what makes this album more special than it?s first twenty minutes suggest. The amazing afro-tribal drumming of ?Tied In Sacks? makes me want to bop my head more than listening to Dr. Dre?s ?The Chronic?. It?s fierce, it?s hypnotic and it?s enervating. Three major characteristics of a good track, all in two and a half minutes. The mysterious male chanting during the following track, ?Black Moth Scrap Serum?, continues that fierce mentality and offers deepfriend fuzzguitars to go with it while the clanging on steel tubes supplies a solid and economic base.

After those tracks it all becomes less convincing with a mishmash of semi-entrancing, raga-folkish ideas that don?t come across as fully realised. A shame really, especially when you get the feeling these folks are way more talented than displayed on a considerable portion of this album. 7/10 -- Joris Heemskerk (11 December, 2006)