28th April - The Croft Bristol
What an evening!… Psych massage of the highest order… First up, Edgar Froese look-a-like Paul Allen gave us a Anthroprophh set of dronic fruit and drums... Sitting in front of his vintage synths all regal….after a diverting slice of wah(ed) guitar indulgence his hands were glued to those keys in spikes of deliberation … rippling out the oscillatory pleasures in jagged shards of high end agitation … dark blooms leaning in to ‘heart of the sun’ dynamics of 'wool covered' percussion and cymbal flares… glorious slips of cylinder slide guitar and smeared exotica, as raggerty drone beggars siphoned the celestial...
The second act Olanza was a tasty threesome plying a glorious post rock vibe … … empowering stuff that was full of exciting angles...dramatic shifts and a bass that sounded like a growly pensioner…
Uiutna was a wrong science of dancy sequentials... shifting shells of rhythm and skipping beats … odd patterns riveted to the loopage and tipping candy … slivering curlicues and guitar fuzz dragged through noisy corridors …that dictaphonic use upping the angst that headed to a gloriously wonky rainbow of an finale…
By the time The Cosmic Dead hit, the room was crammed … a really tight psych outfit, they were insanely rich in the riff department with howling moogister keys and copious quantities of yelling... intense and brilliant...
their set was similar to this YouTubie filming but was way, way more incendiary... Couldn't think of a better way to spend my last Croft outing as sadly it will be closing as a venue before the month's out...
What an evening!… Psych massage of the highest order… First up, Edgar Froese look-a-like Paul Allen gave us a Anthroprophh set of dronic fruit and drums... Sitting in front of his vintage synths all regal….after a diverting slice of wah(ed) guitar indulgence his hands were glued to those keys in spikes of deliberation … rippling out the oscillatory pleasures in jagged shards of high end agitation … dark blooms leaning in to ‘heart of the sun’ dynamics of 'wool covered' percussion and cymbal flares… glorious slips of cylinder slide guitar and smeared exotica, as raggerty drone beggars siphoned the celestial...
The second act Olanza was a tasty threesome plying a glorious post rock vibe … … empowering stuff that was full of exciting angles...dramatic shifts and a bass that sounded like a growly pensioner…
Uiutna was a wrong science of dancy sequentials... shifting shells of rhythm and skipping beats … odd patterns riveted to the loopage and tipping candy … slivering curlicues and guitar fuzz dragged through noisy corridors …that dictaphonic use upping the angst that headed to a gloriously wonky rainbow of an finale…
By the time The Cosmic Dead hit, the room was crammed … a really tight psych outfit, they were insanely rich in the riff department with howling moogister keys and copious quantities of yelling... intense and brilliant...
their set was similar to this YouTubie filming but was way, way more incendiary... Couldn't think of a better way to spend my last Croft outing as sadly it will be closing as a venue before the month's out...
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