2010 release from the California band from the San Francisco Peninsula where Kesey raged and the Dead were once Warlocks, and where they birthed the Sleepy sound: dead Blues shaken alive, razor sharp and ramblin', Soul, sonic science and dead-on Pop surgery. Fever is the honey harmonies and danger wailing pulled from a tender tangle into steel-strong braid; the wing-on-wing guitars in screaming dives and sweet ascending circles; the lowdown served up tough and thundering from drum and bass authorities.