In some circles Rick Shaffer is an unquestionable rock-n -roll highway man, a lifer living on the fringe, as a matter of choice, as much as necessity. Shaffer made his name with the Philadelphia band The Reds, one of the hardest rocking acts to come out of the 1980’s new wave scene. His new album, Outside Of Time, has Shaffer reaching minimalist garage rock perfection, capturing excitement and emotion in a proto-punk sound, laid down savagely in Motor City Detroit. Outside Of Time bleeds blood on these tracks, in a soul, glitter, sin drill-press bamalama, that’s structured like classic Detroit Rock — simple, hard driving, and ultra high energy. The opening two salvos, Killer Time and Going Down Slow, descend like sheets of metallic fuzz, with loud tight guitars worthy of some of the best guitar mangler’s. The solo in Killer Time is a payback to early Jimmy Page, while Going Down Slow throws a sonic punch to the bedrock guitar hero Link Wray. These tracks mantra like guitar licks, while Shaffer’s vocals are cut from the same Iggy Pop, Mick Jagger and Jim Morrison cloth, with lyrics reflecting the turbulence of today, to unify into an image defining epic. Tracks Blowing My Mind, Changing Anything, and Final Surprise have a druggy party ambience, with layers of fuzzy guitars, reverb-soaked guitars, combined with a hypnotic bass throb. The song structure, production and vocals have a dirty, daring psychedelic tinged garage sound. While the lyrics dial in some cryptically s