@ The Cooler, Bristol
Friday 16th February
The support, Silver Stairs of Ketchikan, didn’t make an appearance stage wise, which was a pity as I was really looking forward to checking out this faction of the Thoughtforms collective and basking in that sensual vocal n shimmer, ah well hopefully I’ll catch them some time soon. After 2 hrs of sofa lounging and being hypnotised by the trippy gel projections stolen from some 60’s loft party, the main act finally graced that there stage.
Right from the offset all drum clichés vapourised in a thunderous torrent of crazy free-form action n flying drumsticks. A dazzling display of dexterity, in fact I’ve probably never seen a drum kit used in such an expressive way before, like painterly splatters of different textures / forces n delightfully strange shapes, just amazing to watch / experience.
Loved the way Mick Flower (vibracathedral orchestra) was throwing across this bed of de-tuned strings, letting Eastern flavours slip under / over, a shifting divan of repetition, creating a heavy dronescape that Corsano punctured, sort of thing that forced your body into gradually widening sways.
Pretty continuous, the set varied from displays of power to more subtle workings, particularly when Corsano switched from percussion to blown piano. Back on the percussive side of things, loved Corsano’s use of hub caps, transforming them into Tibetan singing bowls, whilst producing secondary shivers with his hyperactive digits on the drum skins they were resting on, a lush and eerie surface reverberation that wrapped itself round Flowers mantra, like a genie escaping a bottle.
Flower's instrument looked Indian in origin, a combination of strings and valve like keys, laid on his knees, his bent body animated to every sound, hands frantically piling on the exotic textures.
When the whole shebang ended, about an hour later, you just knew that the duo wouldn’t be able to muster an encore, so dripping in sweat they politely announced that the show was finished.
On the way out spied that Wolf Eyes will be playing here in April, and had a 'pinch me i must be dreaming' moment.
Friday 16th February
The support, Silver Stairs of Ketchikan, didn’t make an appearance stage wise, which was a pity as I was really looking forward to checking out this faction of the Thoughtforms collective and basking in that sensual vocal n shimmer, ah well hopefully I’ll catch them some time soon. After 2 hrs of sofa lounging and being hypnotised by the trippy gel projections stolen from some 60’s loft party, the main act finally graced that there stage.
Right from the offset all drum clichés vapourised in a thunderous torrent of crazy free-form action n flying drumsticks. A dazzling display of dexterity, in fact I’ve probably never seen a drum kit used in such an expressive way before, like painterly splatters of different textures / forces n delightfully strange shapes, just amazing to watch / experience.
Loved the way Mick Flower (vibracathedral orchestra) was throwing across this bed of de-tuned strings, letting Eastern flavours slip under / over, a shifting divan of repetition, creating a heavy dronescape that Corsano punctured, sort of thing that forced your body into gradually widening sways.
Pretty continuous, the set varied from displays of power to more subtle workings, particularly when Corsano switched from percussion to blown piano. Back on the percussive side of things, loved Corsano’s use of hub caps, transforming them into Tibetan singing bowls, whilst producing secondary shivers with his hyperactive digits on the drum skins they were resting on, a lush and eerie surface reverberation that wrapped itself round Flowers mantra, like a genie escaping a bottle.
Flower's instrument looked Indian in origin, a combination of strings and valve like keys, laid on his knees, his bent body animated to every sound, hands frantically piling on the exotic textures.
When the whole shebang ended, about an hour later, you just knew that the duo wouldn’t be able to muster an encore, so dripping in sweat they politely announced that the show was finished.
On the way out spied that Wolf Eyes will be playing here in April, and had a 'pinch me i must be dreaming' moment.
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