Upon hearing this album, you might think that Blues Creation is a bunch of happy drunk rednecks from Mississippi, doing their own version of Black Sabbath-inspired hard rock, complete with sweet bluesy riffs, a simple yet solid rhythm section, scorching-hot solos and wailing clean vocals, all of this while periodically taking sips of moonshine from dirty glass jugs inscribed with three X's.
You'd be right on the money, too, except for one small detail: these guys hail from Japan! Information on the band is very scarce, so I couldn't find any band bios, videos or whatever, but Blues Creation is one of those bands who aren't terribly creative, but are nonetheless adept at writing groovy songs with tons of enjoyable moments. They could definitely rock with the best of 'em and they would have fitted perfectly with the NWOBHM crowd. The only thing that would have given them away would have been their hilarious accents.
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