On the island of Tanna in the South Pacific, religious sects known as ï¿½cargo cultsï¿½ faithfully await the day when John Frum, their savior-figure, arrives on their shores to shower them with goods such as outboard boat motors and soft drinks. Since the 1930ï¿½s, generations of cargo cult members have gathered to celebrate annually on February 15 to see if Frumï¿½usually depicted as an American World War II servicemanï¿½makes good on his promise of delivering immense material wealth.
If this savior has manifested himself in John Frum of Seattle, Washington, the people of Tanna could be in for a long wait.
Rather than preparing for any long journeys south, John Frum has spent the last several months
with multi instrumentalist Jimmy Andrews recording ï¿½Plantation To Your Youthï¿½ under the name Transient Songs.
Frumï¿½s 5 song basement-bred odes to burn-outs, ghost hunting strippers, regret,
loneliness, southern California debauchery, New Orleans, and sleeping pill-induced derangement take the listener on a smoky, psychedelic
odyssey through a dark orange fog bank best navigated in a seated position with plenty of beer. The recordï¿½s cinematic torrent of infinite guitar-chime and undercurrents of spacey, faraway feedback is an experience that reveals unnoticed nuances with every listen.
ï¿½Plantation To Your Youthï¿½ wonï¿½t power boats in Tanna. It wonï¿½t make them rich. But one thing it might do for themï¿½and everyone else who gives this a listenï¿½is provide an exquisite way to pass the time while waiting to hit the transcendental jackpot.
- Teddy Brucker
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