“Like hearing the lost Amon Düül I recording you’ve waited 50 years for…Glenn Branca’s wall of guitars, the shamanic cacophony of The Boredoms, psych melters Comets on Fire and so much more inbetween. It is punk ib it fury, noise in iits rash extremity and psychedelic in form. It felt as though everyone in that room was connected to a universal mind decorder as wave after wave of pure sonic free flowing energy built and built to climatic zeniths…and then they did it again…and again.”
Loping drone-based psych with a murky feel, deep in the gloom zone as far as ‘mood’ goes. There’s also a notably raucous expanse of dissonance stretching from Track 3 through the end of Track 6 that was difficult to vibe with. But closer Seed Waste rewards persistence with a 23 minute, reverb-washed build to a blaring, thunderous peak.
Standout: Seed Waste