A couple of weeks ago I wrote a piece about Maxim Magazine's bogus review of the Black Crowes' new CD "Warpaint."

Maxim's writer wrote a star-rated review of the CD without hearing it. He even went so far as to say the album didn't leave the band "much room for growth." When the Black Crowes management contacted the magazine, the editor said the review was an "educated guess."

Now, with that story out and about, music critics are caught between a rock and a hard place.

A few critics who listened to the CD after that infamous review ran might have a gut reaction to write a favorable review, just to distance themselves from Maxim's review, even if they agreed with the assessment.

But, not surprisingly, Maxim got it wrong.

To me, the album is fresh, filled with the Black Crowes' trademark swampy voodoo blues.

While the band's style is intact, the album takes some risks. The second track, "Walk Believer Walk," features Rich Robinson's crunchy blues guitar that would sound right at home on an AC/DC album.

A little number called "Locust Street" is an Americana folk ballad that carries a touch of the blues. In keeping with the folk ballads, there's the acoustic-laden "There's Gold in Them Hills" and the twangy yarn of "Whoa Mule."

Fans will find the opening track "Goodbye Daughters of the Revolution" a comfortable, southern-fried foot-stomping jam, complete with lead singer Chris Robinson's sass 'n' swagger vocals.

The one song that touches the soul is "Oh Josephine." With the finger-picked guitar, lazy beat and singer Robinson's soulful delivery, the song could be a sequel of sorts to the band's break-through ballad "She Talks With Angels," culled from the band's 1998 debut CD, "Shake Your Money Maker."

So, there you have it, my thoughts on "Warpaint," the new Black Crowes CD. The music made me want to sink my teeth into some crispy, southern fried chicken — and I'm a vegetarian.

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