MEPHISKAPHELES
Might-ay White-ay (Koch)
Reviewed by DJ Johnson

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Hell's resident ska band is back with a typically diverse offering of tunes that, for the most part, seem innocent enough as long as you're not listening to the lyrics. Those that do pay such close attention will want to keep a few items close at hand, like a bible, a crucifix, a bottle of holy water and a garlic necklace. Maybe a gun with silver bullets just to cover all bases. Stay alert. They draw you in, ply your mind with a spoonful of sugar and a hypnotic talking trumpet and by then it's too late. You're swaying in their tempo, digging their groove, and feeling the flames lap at your toes. At least you'll have plenty of company, because Mephiskapheles have drawn a LOT of people into their world of semi-ethereal ska, aided by seductive imagery and damned fine musicianship. The usual ska fare, which can be a bit cliche, is totally absent here. The closest they come to a modern trad is "King Tit," and then only for a few moments before smacking us in the face with a hard rocking chorus. Can you resist? They don't care. "She rebuffed all advances - only one thing left to do - Look for another target - cuz they keep on coming through." The hell, you say!

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