While the resumes of some members the Mystix may look impressive (Jerry Lee Lewis, Ben E King, Peter Wolf, even studio work at Fame Studios in Muscle Shoals), don’t be fooled. This is a group of session players, not a real band. They do play well together as session players often do, but there is little originality or real heart in the music.
Sure, Jo Lily’s voice is perfect for their light blues and it’s hard to find any technical fault in the guitar parts or the rhythm section. The trouble is, the blues shouldn’t be perfect. That’s its beauty and the Mystix rob it of that. A few tracks do come off better than others. "Change in Jane," for instance, is more of a ballad than it is straight blues, but they drop a bit of emotion on it and it’s believable. Then they follow it up with "New Orleans," a song so chock full of cliches that I suspect they’ve only been there as tourists. That really illustrates their biggest problem: They do what’s expected of them. There are no surprises on Blue Morning. Even though everyone in the band plays at a level where they could take off at any time, they choose instead to play it safe.
For those that have some fondness for bluesy pop and don’t want any challenges, the Mystix are for you. They’re the Fabulous Thunderbirds without the heart or the charm. They’re George Thoroughgood without a sense of humor or a real appreciation for the emotive nature of the blues. I’m sure this album is for someone, but not me.