Fu Manchu if it Suits You: The Action is Go and Your Opportunity to Burn some Road
by Stephanie Vossekuil
I’ve been cruisin’ hard as of late to some serious Fu. The Action is Go has been on heavy rotation in my day to day and I have officially become obsessed. Though it was released going on 15 years now in October on Mammoth, it has taken me a while to fully engage (I must have been about nine when it hit the shelves and was much more interested in radio-friendly Metallica and Ozzy Osbourne), but I am pleased to emerge victorious once again from my ongoing quest for hard-hitting, LSD-laced jams. One of my super slow rockin’ classic rock guy buddies introduced me to this album a few months back and I haven’t returned since. I’m sure most of you know it, maybe have listened to it countless times, but its praise bears repeating. Plus, I can’t shut the hell up about it.
The Action is Go instantly transports you to the throws of the best acid trip you’ve ever been on. It’s tasty tuneage for “big kids.” There’s all the heaviness you could wish for in a stoner band, plus the added bonus of silly overtones that remind you of your days as a wee lad. The album flawlessly transitions between more peppy skate riffs and lingering ice cream smooth breakdowns laden with catchy riffage. The drawn out vocal delivery reminds you of that classic image of a slow-talkin’, easy livin’ bro of yours who has totally dropped out of life with bong in hand. I won’t bore you with a meticulous analysis of how each tack on the album sounds and makes me feel, or how I detect a running lyrical theme in this album dealing with various quantities of time (“A million years ago,” “It’s been hidden away for fifty years,” “For two days long,” etc.) but I do hope that if you haven’t already, you will take a listen for yourself and draw your own conclusions. If you have, I hope this motivates you to take yet another trip to the riff-filled land.
What’s more, Fu Manchu will be making hot, sticky, heavy psychedelic love to your earhole (if you so choose to accept your mission) right here in our beautiful home of Santa Cruz, CA, at our swanky downtown nightspot, the Blue Lagoon, on Wed, January 11th. I think I speak for the best of us when I say that we’ve all been in need of a thorough sonic lubing. Good thing we have bands like this to rub us down with that sweet molasses groove.