Showing posts with label sludge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sludge. Show all posts

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Photos and video: Connoisseur, Celeste and Primitive Man

 Connoisseur














 Celeste



 Primitive Man






On Thursday (June 25) I checked out Primitive Man with French post-metalers Celeste, Oakland weed avengers Connoisseur at the Maywood. Locals Priapus opened, but were mostly done by the time I arrived. Of the bands I saw, Connoisseur easily made the biggest impression on me. These are some hilarious, weed-loving dudes. Every song was about smoking weed, buying weed, not having weed, and friends who will help you out by giving you weed. My personal favorite was the anti-GMO, anti-corporate weed rant below.


As for Celeste, I wasn't sure what to think when they started off with a fog machine. A fog machine in a small club is NOT A GOOD THING as far as I'm concerned. But then they all turned on red headlamps and this happened. My iPhone couldn't quite handle it, so there's only 11 seconds, but you get the picture. Good stuff. I recommend you see them if you can.


Celeste from Mann's World on Vimeo.




Saturday, June 20, 2015

Lifting MAKE’s ‘Golden Veil’


Yesterday I posted on Facebook that MAKE’s new album, “The Golden Veil,” is most likely the best work I’ve ever heard by a local band, and is rivaling Ufomammut’s “Ecate” for my personal favorite album of the year. I realize that’s a pretty strong statement, but repeated listenings just make me more certain. MAKE is a band that I’ve been watching for several years now, and they’ve always had tremendous potential. By taking a year off, and honing their work as a trio, they’ve re-emerged with an ambitious and transcendent work that channels Neurosis, The Atlas Moth and Horseback.

The album begins with the sound of static and rushing wind, which gradually gives way to a gnawing drone and delicate acoustic guitar before sputtering out and into the next song. There’s a push-pull between natural and mechanic, delicate and crushing, and full and sparse throughout the song, and the album in general. The album takes sonic flight over a desert landscape with “Breathe.” Tribal drums introduce the song, followed by a lumbering bass, soaring guitar, and finally bellowed vocals. The aural terrain is more lush with “The Immortal,” which includes clean vocals and lyrics that would be a little too New Agey if the music wasn’t so compelling, then turns exotic on the instrumental “We Are Coiled.”

The next two tracks, “The Absurdist” (which can be heard here on The Obelisk) and “The Architect” mark the album’s peak, the point at which all these varying elements join together and launch into the psychedelic stratosphere. The final song, “In the Final Moments, Uncoiling,” rolls through sludgy, blackened territory before droning, vapor-like, away.

Listening to “The Golden Veil,” I kept thinking about Inter Arma’s “Sky Burial,” not really because of the sound (though the spiritual and emotional dynamics of both albums feel similarly to me), but because both albums marked a point where a really good band suddenly emerged from its chrysalis and announced its strength and beauty to the world. So, yeah. I wasn’t joking around. “The Golden Veil” really is that good.

“The Golden Veil,” will be released by the band on July 23. I don’t think they will be label-less for long.

Sunday, November 04, 2012

MAKE releases 3-song EP


I've spent the weekend listening to, and completely enjoying, MAKE's new mostly instrumental 3-song EP, "Axis." The first song, also called "Axis," sets the standard for the EP. At a whopping 17:01, the song builds slowly from a searing, electric drone, eventually forming a crushing, almost Eastern-sounding melody. The band runs through crushing, psychedelic sludge with the second song,  "Chimera," then winds down, ending with a quiet piano melody on "The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters." MAKE's live show was one of my highlights for Hopscotch. I'm glad to see they lived up to their live show with this new EP. Buy it here.