Not unlike many sophomore efforts, Head In The Sand conjures a level of lyrical maturity and focus that differentiates it from its predecessor, almost confidently so. Make no mistake, however: a frantic ripper like "Storm's Comin' Tonight" reminds the listener to embrace the Dead-inspired choogle once again . . .
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