Album Review: Running Down The Highway / The King Is Dead by The New York Rock Ensemble
Alright, so here’s the deal—this album kinda sneaks up on you. Released in 1970 (yeah, that’s right, over 50 years ago!), Running Down The Highway / The King Is Dead by The New York Rock Ensemble is one of those hidden gems that doesn’t get talked about enough. It’s rock with a twist of pop, but don’t let that fool ya—it’s got some serious bluesy vibes and even dips into psychedelic territory at times. Recorded in Greece under CBS Records, it’s got this raw, authentic feel that makes you wanna crank up the volume.
Let me break it down for ya. The title tracks, “Running Down The Highway” and “The King Is Dead,” are where the magic happens. I’ll admit, when I first heard “Running Down The Highway,” I wasn’t expecting much—it sounded like your average rock tune at first. But then BAM! That guitar riff kicks in, and suddenly you’re vibin’ to something way groovier than anticipated. There’s just something about how they layer the instruments; it’s not too polished, which actually works in its favor. Feels real, you know? Like these guys weren’t trying too hard—they just jammed out and let the music speak for itself.
Now, onto “The King Is Dead.” This one really stuck with me because of its moodiness. It starts off slow and brooding, almost like it’s telling you a story without words. By the time the vocals come in, you’re already hooked. There’s this haunting quality to it that reminds me of late-night drives or staring out a rainy window—kinda melancholy but also comforting in a weird way. Honestly, it’s the kind of track that stays in your head long after it’s over. You find yourself humming bits of it while doing random stuff, like folding laundry or waiting in line at the grocery store. Not annoyingly catchy, though—more like… intriguingly memorable.
John McClure, the producer, deserves props here. He didn’t overcomplicate things, which could’ve easily ruined the vibe. Instead, he let the band do their thing, capturing their energy without drowning it in studio tricks. And honestly? That’s probably why this album still holds up today.
So yeah, if you’re into Blues Rock or Psychedelic Rock—or heck, just good ol’ rock n’ roll—you should give this a listen. Sure, it might not change your life or anything, but it’s solid. Solid enough to make you wonder why more people aren’t talking about The New York Rock Ensemble.
Here’s the kicker, though: apparently, this whole project happened in Greece, of all places. Who would’ve thought? A bunch of dudes from New York making an album overseas during the '70s—that’s wild. Makes me wonder what other forgotten treasures are out there waiting to be rediscovered. Maybe next time you’re digging through old vinyl bins, you’ll stumble across this little piece of history. Wouldn’t that be something?
Anyway, go check it out. You won’t regret it.
