Posts Tagged ‘psychedelica’
Posted on Monday, August 18th, 2014
Lovingly pinched from The Sleeping Shaman: I shit you not, you goggle-eyed loons, but Bristol’s legendary (yet strangely unsung) psych-heroes The Heads are possibly the definitive uber-cult stoner-psych band of the late 20th/ early 21st century. I have a hunch that possibly the majority of people reading this review have never actually heard the music of The Heads, and maybe even a fair few of them have never heard of The Heads before.
If they have its maybe because they’ve recently read that they are to be the artists in residence for Roadburn 2015. If my pessimistic hunch is correct, then this is a near-on criminal shame because this searing West Country four piece were / are unequivocally brilliant in their own trail-blazing acid-eating right. It’s like The Heads themselves, after nearly a decade hauling their bashed-up amps around, also felt that they deserved a little more acknowledgement than they actually got – hence the downbeat and endearingly self-effacing title of this long player (which is obviously a play on the title of the classic 1969 Neil Young album).
Why The Heads slipped under the radar of major-status underground fame is due to a complex web of variables I’m sure, but this long overdue re-issue of their cracking and crackling second album should go some way to rightfully establishing this band as pioneers of mind-expanding kick-ass psych-rock who were doing their own odd thing years before all this psychedelic stuff became massive again.
Forming at the start of the nineties, the combined combustive talents of Simon Price on vocals and guitar, Paul Allen (now in Anthroproph) on guitar, H. O. Morgan on bass (now in Bristol three piece Pohl) and Wayne Maskell on drums fused together in a chemical cocktail of chaotic energy to purge forth some of the wildest and most eccentric psych-rock to ever be committed to disc and ever to be praised to the hilt by arch-tripster Julian Cope.
This mammoth sprawling two CD or multi vinyl album reissue was originally released as a sixteen track album in 2000, five years after The Heads’ ultra-collectable debut Relaxing With The Heads. This beautifully repackaged item features twelve extra tracks mainly culled from radio sessions and late nineties outtake sessions for the legendary Stateside stoner label Man’s Ruin. So what I’m saying is that you get a lot of material here, and none of it is throwaway. In fact the extra CD of session tracks is a superb album in itself, and works as a perfect complement to the original.
The main album itself is a volcanic sprawl of incendiary guitar violence, Price’s cool half-drawled vocals and slamming drums that positively roars out ‘we are The Heads and we don’t give a fuck about trends and fashions – we just do our thing’.
Tags: Adam Stone, Album of the day, Everyone Knows That We Got Nowhere, H O Morgan, Paul Allen, psychedelica, Simon Price, the heads, The Sleeping Shaman, Wayne Maskell
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Posted on Saturday, March 1st, 2014
Praise for Lorelle Meets The Obsolete‘s Chambers from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: The return of this aQ beloved Mexican fuzzed out, druggy, dreamy garage rock duo, Lorelle Meets The Obsolete, made up of, if you hadn’t guessed already, Lorelle, who plays guitar, organ and sings, and her partner The Obsolete, […]
Posted on Monday, February 24th, 2014
Lovingly pinched from Spectrum Culture: Too many neo-psychedelic bands mistake freeform anarchy for true psychedelia, thinking that a confused and disoriented listener is functionally equivalent to one who’s been transported. Others assume that they can alchemically transform formulaic progressions into gold if they wrap them in enough distortion and echo. […]
Posted on Sunday, February 23rd, 2014
Lovingly pinched from The Sleeping Shaman: The first time I ever saw The Cosmic Dead live, they were playing a double set at Mono, a vegan cafe / awesome record store nestled in a remote corner of Glasgow’s Merchant City. As I was walking to the venue, I heard a […]
Posted on Monday, January 20th, 2014
Lovingly pinched from The Sleeping Shaman: People always remark at the frequency of the word ‘legend’ in modern conversation. A legend is a mate that held down more pints than you at the Brew Dog. A legend is a mate that throws himself around like a rag doll at a […]
Posted on Wednesday, January 15th, 2014
Lovingly pinched from The Sleeping Shaman: Yuri Gagarin, according to all non-Biblical, non-religious sources, was the first human to enter space. He died in 1968. Now if you take 1968 as a year in music, you have iconic releases by Silver Apples & The Velvet Underground, two releases apiece by […]
Posted on Monday, December 9th, 2013
Praise for Kikagaku Moyo‘ S/T from Norman Records UK: Here’s some proper old school psychedelic rock from Japan’s Kikagaku Moyo. I had this and the new Seven That Spells LP to choose from – that one has a nude lady on the front, this one says “FUCK RACISM!” on the […]
Posted on Saturday, December 7th, 2013
Praise for Mammatus‘ Heady Mental from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: Heavy Santa Cruz psychonauts Mammatus have always been big faves here at aQ. But good grief, has it really been six years since their previous platter The Coast Explodes?? Well we guess time flies (or, actually, doesn’t) when you’re way […]
Hypnotic Space-Psych-Funk Cosmonauts Lumerians To Steer Roadburn 2014 Afterburner Into Unknown Galaxies
Posted on Wednesday, October 30th, 2013
It makes perfect sense that San Francisco’s spaced-out, hypno-dirge, psych-funk rockers Lumerians will appear at Roadburn 2014 Afterburner on Sunday, April 13th at the 013 venue in Tilburg, The Netherlands. Originally starting out as a more straight ahead psychrock band, Lumerians evolved to combine the motorik, kraut-psych punch of Hawkwind […]
Posted on Wednesday, October 30th, 2013
Praise for CAVE‘s Threace from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: The latest from these psychedelic krautrockers sees the band pushing in a decidedly different direction, at least on the opening track, which is straight up fusiony psych-kraut funkiness. And we’re not talking slightly funky, we’re talking total kraut-funk FUNK, groovy rhythms, […]