Full House Head is the most convincing homage to late-sixties early-seventies meat-and-potatoes rock I have ever heard. With the only exception being the at times diffuse song lengths, someone listening to this album with no context might think it was a stopgap release from some inconsequential sixties or seventies band like Country Joe & The Fish or Three Dog Night. For however many points you are willing to afford Endless Boogie for their authenticity, the greatest detriment to Full House Head is that it imitates its indistinct predecessors so well, it's about as essential as anything in their discography. Nothing on Full House Head sounds particularly bad, but it is clear that the obvious gimmick of the group puts them on the definitively wrong side of nostalgia.
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