Space Age LuciferÓ running two songs simultaneously through separate channels. Certainly there is structure, with tangible verses and choruses, but the band disobeys any set of rules by blatantly burying melodies under piles of atonal chords and in-the-red mixes, piecing together tracks from multiple takes, or, in the case of ÒMash-Up: Psychedelic Horseshit vs. Where kindred spirits in Times New Viking hide their hooks through sonic nihilism, Psychedelic Horseshit deal strictly in anarchy, broadcasting by any means necessary. ThereÕs a constant dichotomy that never levels out, making cluttered sing-a-longs like ÒPortalsÓ and thrift-store dub-plates like ÒWhatÕs in StoreÓ a wonderful mess to behold, watching a prodigy choke and sputter and desperately try and catch up with his tossed-off genius. The air-raid siren of ÒRather DullÓ meanwhile, is equally inspired by both My Bloody Valentine and Nietzsche. ÒNothing Is RevealedÓ is the circus version of the Strokes, only bathed in tweeter busting fuzz and cardboard percussion.
Smith, Psychedelic Horseshit is led by a persona who is incapable of lobbing a pop song with a straight-face.
On ÒNew Wave HippiesÓ Whitehurst seems to hurl them in the dark by the handfulÑÒNew wave hippies donÕt protest / They do it on little screens / Recovering 90Õs ravers / People who bought the wrong jeans / Occasional psychos / TheyÕre mostly just nice folks / ItÕs like a new disease.Ó ItÕs a monologue that could stand alone without the crack-house disco and tin-can post-punk surrounding it.īy juggling Jad Fair and Mark E. Indie rock has numerous targets, but not enough darts. Magic Flowers Droned could qualify as a comedy record, as the marquee falls squarely onto WhitehurstÕs nasal Dylan-isms and snarky language poetry with both catchy non-sequiturs and pointed social commentary that doesnÕt require musical accompaniment to elicit knowing nods and plenty of chuckles. But youÕre going to have to put forth some effort, suspend disbelief, use your imagination a little. ItÕs unwise to condone and sing the praises of such an album, because once the threshold between torture and ecstatic pleasure is jumped, the bandÕs idiosyncratic charm becomes an addiction. They are lost in giddy energy and innocent creation, a turn-off that might provoke the first time listener to shut them out completely, much like lead Horse Matt WhitehurstÕs million note guitar solos that never hit the proper notes. Psychedelic Horseshit is mind-numbingly dense, chaotic, and inevitably drunk on their collective refuse. Magic Flowers Droned is not instant gratification, nor is it easy listening. Buy this release or see a liveĪlbum: Magic Flowers Droned (2007, Slitbreeze) #indie.torrents tracker: (now invite only) Interested in indie music? Join us at #indie.torrents on EFnet (IRC). It will help everyone’s downloads go fasterĪnd give you a good share ratio. Lend a hand, leave your BitTorrent downloads open as long as possible,Įven after it is complete.
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