From Epigraph Records, the label devoted to documenting fresh improvisational music from Bakersfield, CA comes four monster fusion jams packed on two sides of jet black vinyl. The lenghtily named Invisible Astro Healing Rhythm Quartet combines “Ethiopian funk with the outer realms of cosmic jazz and atonal psychedelia” (according to label description, which sounds absolutely delicious to me) into intereweaving, free-flowing white hot jams that just keeps on delivering. They might be invisible, but they’re definitely audible. The self-titled LP is one of the hidden gems of 2013 that will surely made way to my end-of-the-year list. Heal me more, Astro Quartet! Highly recommended.
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The Phoenix based scorched psychedelic punk unit Drainbow continue their journey through the cassette underground they started with the self-titled debut. On two successive tapes, named simply “I” and “II” they experiment with different sounds (and substances, probably), crafting their own brand of droning, brooding sludgy psych, sometimes falling into the grips of dark ambience and feedbacking afterglow. Sonic hallucinations come and go as they entrench their guitars in layers upon layers of reverberation and distortion. Like watching a mirage on the desert when you try to hold on to your dear life. Something for the fans of Rahdunes. Recommended!
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(CD, Nowe Nagrania, 2013)
Is rock’n’roll dead? Every once and then some concerned music journalist will write a lengthy analytic piece of how the rock music idiom got gradually softened and/or replaced with a solo artist who needs little more than a laptop and an Internet connection to achieve success. But at the same time, every one and then a bunch of rock destroyers like Poland’s Psychocukier (translated as “Psychosugar”) will pop out, blow a cloud of smoke in everyone’s faces and say: “Hey, I’m still here, you motherfuckers!”
No, seriously, these guys rock. They don’t only rock, but they are rock. Their sound, their image, their everything - it’s just the epitome of the good ol’ “sex, drugs and rock’n’roll”. They’ve got booze, they’ve got smokes, they’ve got naked chicks rolling with them in beds (check out the photo session they did for Diamenty on the band’s website). They got the rock’n’rollin’ image down to a fuckin’ T, even with the fishnet wifebeaters and Holger Czukay moustaches. And while Diamenty is Psychocukier’s fourth full album, it might very well be also their best.
The first track on the album is usually the most important - this is where the listener begins their journey and where (when) they decide whether it’s worth to continue that journey - and the opening “Mgła” (“Fog”) couldn’t have been a better choice. It’s a churning, motorik blast of badassery, featuring hypnotic bassed accompanied with scorched, stoned guitar. It keeps the perfect groove for three minutes - it’s like everything you might ever expect from good psychedelic rock packed into a pill. It sets the mood perfectly and leaves yearning for more, more, more! The album is steeped in the sort of garage sleaziness that makes the greatest rockstars - there’s a lot of Velvet Underground spirit floating in the air, like opium smoke, with the ghost of Lou Reed watching everything - and approving of what he sees.
The lyrics themselves are equal parts humorous, dark, absurd and sexual - and in Polish, a refreshing (and patriotic) move when many Polish rock bands record in English. Like the lyrics to “Tonę w jeziorach” (“I’m drowning in lakes”), which features some serious “what the fuck did I just hear!?” moments - “I’m drowning in the lakes of your / I’m drowning in the lakes of your eyes / I’m drowning in the lakes of your / I’d like to fuck you your eyes” as an example. The smoky, groovy bass adds a sensual, slightly dangerous on the whole album while the guitar spews forth some of the crispiest and delightfully fuzzy sounds on all songs. Psychocukier are like a bunch of sailors who just came back from a long cruise and have stepped on land to raise hell and fuck bitches - a fact many reviewers pointed out, further supported not only by the rebellious, freewheeling sound, but also by marine-themed song titles, like “Dryfowanie” (“Drifting”), “Żeglarz” (“Sailor”), “Tajemnicza wyspa” (“Mysterious Island”), or “Laguna” (“Lagoon”). Diamenty touches on many moods and styles - there are some nuggets of melodic, indie rock songwriting (like the almost radio-friendly “Zło niesie wiatr”), and on the other side of the spectrum there is frenetic, overblown kraut-noise madness on “Ty”
Surprisingly, the band owes much of its crisp, energetic sound to Mikołaj “Noon” Bugajak, who achieved a legendary status with his hip-hop beats (and his work with such Polish hip-hop lumiaries as Pezet or Grammatik). Noon himself stated that Psychocukier were influential to his own work, so making an album together was just an extension of this influence. Despite coming from different scenes, the four gentlemen felt incredible chemistry and produced an exciting, simple yet ass-kicking album, recording with simple mics and a basic set-up, without resporting to overdubs, digital editing or any sort of polishing to make the sound pristine. Diamenty is a dirty, slightly kinky record that doesn’t give a fuck what other people think and simply has the time of its life. Looks like it’s time to say the truth: Psychocukier are the kings. And all hail the Kings.
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(CD-R, Dying For Bad Music, 2013
The common conception of Florida (at least to an European) is a constantly sunny and hot state filled with seemingly endless golden beaches, topped with luxury-dripping jewel city of Miami and the rockets and shuttles soaring upward from the JFK Space Center at Cape Canaveral. Musically, the most common connection people make is with southern hip-hop scene, especially the Miami bass genre. These are the urban sounds of fast cars and glassy condominiums.
However, one more aware of the geography of Florida will surely mention Everglades. The hardly accessible swampland is mysterious, almost magical. And this is the kind of dark magic fingerpicking guitarist Sean Proper conjures on his debut album, Design Engine, released from the German label Dying For Bad Music. Beautifully packaged in a hanmade cardboard folder, with the CD-R looking like an old-time vinyl record, the album is like a waterfall of sounds, a shamanic meditation taken in the most remote parts of the wilderness. Sean Proper shows the less known and less civilized face of Florida.
As I wrote in my review of Proper’s Canal Machinery, he sets himself apart from other American Primitivism revivalists such as Daniel Bachman in the mood of his songs: while Bachman’s style was more folk-based and optimistic, Proper’s guitar magic is moodier, more brooding and more melancholic. There’s something almost primeval and raw in those hypnotizing tunes, it’s like an addictive combination of raw playing style, the load of emotions and the pristine recording quality. Most of the tracks are fast, with cascades after cascades of notes, but without ever tiring or boring the listener. Instead, new nuances are discovered with each repeated play, this is one of the best growers I’ve had the pleasure of hearing in a long time. Occasionally, Sean slows down to a slow ballad, taking a break from the breakneck pace of most of the CD. He savours these moments, extending the lone notes over long seconds, before picking up the pace again and carving out another pagan jam.
Design Engine achieves the job of being sad and melancholic without being emotionally drained or utterly depressing, its sadness is expressed with incredible energy, almost a fury translated into masterful fingerpicking. The album ends in a series of crunchy, lo-fi drones that sound like a residue of some human presence in some abandoned wooden hut in the swamps (no wonder the track’s called “Wooden Building”). If the whole CD’s style was to be summarized by a track name, the perfect choice would the slow paced “The World Will Let Me Down”. This is the sound of the world letting you down, emotion in its rawest form. Definitely one of my favorite albums of 2013. Highly recommended!
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For all the great psychedelic music that comes from different corners of the world, let’s not forget one of the cradles of trippy music, namely United Kingdom! Their psychedelic scene is very well alive, strong, and kicking. One such kicks comes from the free-form collective What?!, which describes their sounds pretty aptly. On their debut EP, humorously named What?! All Time Greatest Hits we get an improvisational chaos soaked in cosmic reverb and lost in thick smoke of various herbs. Tagging themselves with such crazy labels as “death-jazz”, “freakbeat” and “quasi-funk”, What?! themselves deny easy classifications and attempts at pigeonholing. Expect some fragmented semi-jams from these lads.
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