TECH TALK
Robin Trower is the last person you would expect to play Robin Trower’s kind of music, It would take a sizeable adrenalin injection for Trower to even qualify as milktoast. By CREEM standards, this aging practitioner of da blues is a board-certified wimp.
TECH TALK
ROBIN TROWER: NO JIMI_COME_LATELY
Marc Shapiro
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Robin Trower is the last person you would expect to play Robin Trower’s kind of music, It would take a sizeable adrenalin injection for Trower to even qualify as milktoast. By CREEM standards, this aging practitioner of da blues is a board-certified wimp. And ya wanna know the funny part?
Robin Trower agrees.
“I don’t drink, I don’t take drugs and I’ve been married to the same woman for 20 years,” chuckles Trower. “People are actually surprised that somebody as boring as me can make the kind of music I do."
Trower, looking very British and too Rolling Stoned (to cop a title from RT’s back pages), is in Los Angeles whipping up support for his latest album, the blatantly commercial but straightforward muso-wise Take What You Need. But don’t yawn at the prospect of yet another “how’s the album, how’s the tour, who does your hair” diatribe. For Trower’s got a lot of interesting backs to put up front.