Category: Psychedelic

Top 30 albums of 2021: #’s 30 – 26

As always, I actually wait until the previous year has ended to put out my list of my top albums (and live performances, which will be listed in other posts), because albums are released all the time. Many excellent albums have been released in many Decembers and gone forgotten or ignored by music critics and bloggers.

So, without further ado, let’s get started. I reviewed sixty-five albums last year, so I cut the list in half to cover the top of the bunch.

#30: Shred Flintstone – Unlimited Power

This is a wild punk rock record from a band with a goofy name and serious chops. I mean, you have to be good with a name like “Shred Flintstone.” Unlimited Power is appropriately titled, because the whole thing is bursting with energy.

#29 Open Hand – Weirdo

This is a fun dance-rock record that was several years in the making. It’s like a combination of LCD Soundsystem and !!!.

#28: Jealous – Lover / What’s Your Damage?

This is a wild double EP of post-punk and krautrock from Berlin. It ranges from dance beats to rock riffs and was one of the best releases fro Dedstrange all year.

#27: Cuffed Up – Asymmetry

This four-song EP is solid alternative rock with catchy hooks, great double vocals, and heavy riffs that bode well for a full-length album in the future.

#26: The Black Angels – Live at Levitation

The Reverb Appreciation Society has been issuing “Live at Levitation” albums for a little while now, so it was no surprise that The Black Angels, who started the RAS and also started and still help curate the annual Levitation Music Festivals in Austin, Texas and Angers, France, should get their own release in the series. It covers some of the bands’ earliest performances at the festival and is a treat for fans of the band, the festival, and psychedelic rock.

Who cracked the top 25? Come back tomorrow to find out!

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Review: Blackwater Holylight – Silence / Motion

It’s easy to write nowadays that albums released this year are reflective on the trying times of the previous year (that still persist into this year and probably 2022), but Blackwater Holylight‘s new album, Silence / Motion, captures the ache of those times like few others. It’s at times sorrowful, other times euphoric.

The album opens with dark, folk-like sounds of gray sky guitars and violins before it turns into a heavy, doomy growler on “Delusional.” Lead singer Allison “Sunny” Faris sings “I can’t describe this pain I wear. It suffocates and you left it here.” on “Who the Hell,” a gut-wrenching song about loss. The title track winds around you like a ghost that desperately wants you to understand why she can’t leave this plane just yet. Sarah McKenna‘s synths on it are like the sound of that ghost piercing the veil.

“Falling Faster” starts off sounding like a gothic ballad and then McKenna’s synths brighten it up to almost a synthwave track you’d hear on late night 1988 public access television. “MDIII” is mixes ethereal vocals with buzzing guitars from her and Mikayla Mayhew. I love the guitars on “Around You,” which are solid shoegaze riffs. The album ends with the psychedelic, heavy, and spooky “Every Corner.” Eliese Dorsay saves some of her best chops for the end, pounding out metal chops with the urgency of a fierce warrior.

It’s a haunting album. I mean, the cover image alone should tell you this. The sound of it gets under your skin and in the back of your head, creeping around for a long while.

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Review: Osees – The Chapel, SF 10.2.19

This live recording from the ever-prolific, ever-bonkers Osees, finds them on the last night of a set of gigs in one of their practical backyards – The Chapel in San Francisco – just before the pandemic fully hit the United States and shut down band tours for over a year. The band had no idea that shutdown was coming, of course, but they played (like they always do) like it might be their last show for a while.

The show starts with the instant mosh pit-inducing “Static God” with John Dwyer asking for a cigarette and wondering “What’s it like beneath the rubble?” while he and his bandmates go nuts. “Jettisoned” takes off into psychedelic territory with Dwyer’s soaring solo and Tom Dolan‘s trippy synths.

A shortened (yet still over seven minutes) version of “Henchlock” follows. It’s a brilliant psych. “Together Tomorrow” is a bit of a psych-rock appetizer to the massive, calorie-laden meal of “Animated Violence.” As if that weren’t crazy enough, along comes “Gholu,” during which drummers Dan Rincon and Paul Quattrone seem to challenge each other in a contest of who can be the first to beat their kit through the floor.

“Plastic Plant” is one that the Osees don’t often play live, but it’s always great when they do. Dolan’s fat synths compliment well with Tim Hellman‘s wicked bass riffs. “C” is a funky one, with Dolan’s synths again taking on a lead role, sometimes more than Dwyer’s guitar. “Nite Expo” goes from plucky synths to rowdy guitar in a nearly neck-wrenching moment. The closer, “Encrypted Bounce,” is over fourteen minutes of wild psych mixed with garage rock mixed with chaos (translation: It’s outstanding.).

Don’t miss this if you’re a fan of Osees, or even live music in general. They’re one of the best live bands on the planet right now, and this is a great recording of their energy.

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Review: Stöner – Live in the Mojave Desert Volume 4

No, this isn’t the fourth Live in the Mojave Desert album power rock trio Stöner has released, but it is the fourth in a collection of live performances captured by the Heavy Psych Records label…and, boy, is this thing heavy.

Essentially a live performance of Stöner’s debut album, Stoners Rule (with a different track order), Live in the Mojave Desert absolutely slams from beginning to end. The album opens with cauldron-boiling guitar from lead vocalist Brant Bjork on “Rad Stays Rad” as he sings about the hard job of staying groovy in un-groovy times. Nick Oliveri‘s thundering bass soon joins him, and Ryan Gut slaps his snare like it ate his lunch and left the empty containers in the office refrigerator for him to find later “Nothin'” is a classic muscle car rocker about standing up for what’s yours.

“Own Yer Blues” is blues-influenced, sludgy rocker that seems to crawl out of the swamp. Oliveri’s bass is menacing throughout it as Bjork sings about how fast a day can fall apart and how “by afternoon, you own yer blues.” “The Older Kids” speeds things up, with all three men rolling along like a boulder racing down a canyon wall.

“Stand Down” is another sweet (leaf) groover about people who run the risks of being put in their place if they puff up on someone. “Evel Never Dies” has Oliveri taking on the lead vocals for his fiery tribute to stunt driver / madman Evel Knievel. His voice has more a metal and punk edge than Bjork’s somewhat gravelly lower tones, and both work well for their respective tracks.

The closing track is the superb long-form psych-groovy “Tribe / Fly Girl.” Oliveri’s bass lick leads the way and Gut’s steady-Eddie almost become an enchantment as the track winds like a snake across a sand dune. Bjork’s guitar chugs along like a determined steam engine until they reach the halfway point and it becomes a massive steam shovel…and then a rocket blasting away from gravity to join his bandmates who have already floated there.

Some credit has to be given to the album’s sound engineers as well. It’s so clear that the whole thing could easily be mistaken for a studio recording. It’s also an essential addition to your stoner / desert rock collection, not to mention for fans of Kyuss (which counted both Bjork and Oliveri as members).

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Review: The Black Heart Death Cult – Sonic Mantras

It’s a little surprising that no other psych band has named their album Sonic Mantras before The Black Heart Death Cult, but BHDC got their first and it’s a perfect name for the album and their sound. Their songs are ones that pull you into altered states, sometimes without you realizing it’s happening.

The album starts (and ends) with a long track – “Goodbye Gatwick Blues” reaches almost nine minutes and instantly puts you into a trance with Domenic Evans‘ incense smoke guitar and Gabbie Potocnik‘s droning organ. It flows so well into the buzzy “Cold Fields” that you almost think the two songs are one. Sasha Smith‘s vocals remind me of Peter Murphy.

Deon Slaviero‘s bass leads the charge on “One Way Through” – a track that practically shoots swirling colored oil visual effects out of your speakers. “Trees” is a trippy stand-out, with Smith and Evans’ guitars floating around like euphoric bumblebees while Potocnik’s organs drift around you like a hay devil swirling in a field.

The fat fuzz of “Death from Above” is outstanding, bringing My Bloody Valentine to mind. I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention Andrew Nunns‘ drumming on this, let alone the whole record, which is downright solid / heavy / groovy / (insert favorite 1960s slang for kick ass drums here). The guitar solo on this cut soars like a raptor on a warm canyon wind.

I’m not sure which is more enthralling on “The Sun Inside” – Salviero’s heartbeat bass line, Nunns’ cymbal rolls, or the swirling guitars from Bill Patching. Smith’s vocals burst from your speakers like the sun breaking through a cloud. “Dark Waves” slows things down a bit for a crawl around either a tomb or your living room floor, depending on your state of mind at the time when you hear it. David Balaban‘s sitar on “Sonic Dhoom” is a great touch, with Patching’s guitar being the yang to the sitar’s yin. You’ll want to blast the volume on it as soon as it kicks into gear and Smith sings about leaving your body and moving out of this prison of illusions we’ve created.

Again, Sonic Mantras is a perfect title for this record, as every song is like an inward journey that takes you to places you don’t expect but yet feel like they’ve been calling you for a long while.

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Review: Ty Segall – Harmonizer

Released as a surprise to his fans and the world in general, Ty Segall‘s newest album, Harmonizer, has him embracing and exploring synthwave and krautrock after a forced-upon two-year hiatus (Screw you, pandemic!) from releasing new material – which, to the prolific Segall, must have felt like two decades.

Opening track “Learning” throws bright synths, processed beats, and 1980s keyboard blips together as an introduction to his new obsession. “Whisper” adds funky bass and scorching guitars to the mix as he sings about loss of identity through circumstances beyond one’s control (“Look into the mirror and see it. Who is it?”). The deep synths on “Erased” add even more menace to the dark lyrics about being drowned out in a sea of anger, rage, noise, and psycho-babble.

The title track blends the industrial synths and chainsaw guitars well and is another song about the complexities of language, communication, and the desire to be heard. It’s not hard to imagine this was how Segall was feeling during two years of not being able to tour or meet with his bandmates, let alone how a lot of us felt during the last election when fringe voices were given the forefront.

“Pictures” gets all sorts of synth-crazy for a while and then makes a right turn into synth-funk suitable for slow dances in a goth nightclub. Plus, the guitar solo on it is pretty damn cool. “Ride” introduces us to the character of Waxman, who is the subject of the following track and might be a frightening vision Segall had of his possible older years. It’s a heavy bass thumper that would probably melt wax if played at the right volume.

“All I want to do is play,” Segall sings at the beginning of “Play.” That probably sums up how he felt during self-isolation. It’s a neat cut to boot, flashing wild guitar and synth bass over a beat that hip hop DJs are probably stealing even now. “Feel Good” might be the most erotic track Segall’s ever written, and his wife Denée’s vocals on it are sexy yet distant. It’s a great post-punk track that sings of desire and lust but also tells you through its delivery that you might deserve neither. The album closes with the hopeful “Changing Contours” as Segall realizes that things might be turning around for him and the world (“And now it’s finally changing contours, and when I’m being, I am free. New perspectives seen. Now I’m breathing in all I see.”).

We shouldn’t be surprised that Segall recorded an album during lockdown, nor should we be surprised at how good Harmonizer is. The guy doesn’t seem to miss.

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Rewind Review: Frankie and the Witch Fingers – ZAM (2019)

Frankie and the Witch Fingers had put out plenty of material before their 2019 release, ZAM, but it might be fair to say that they were in a full sprint when they released it. The album is almost non-stop energy and bangers from beginning to end.

Starting with the trippy “Dracula Drug,” the album gets off to what you think is a heady, Nang Champa incense-sniffing start, but it soon bursts into a full-blown rock song with guitars that hit like axes through a piece of firewood. “Work” takes off like a funny car at a green light and never employs the parachute to slow down as the band sings about, you guessed it, work and who’s really the boss and who’s really the employee. “Realization” is a blast (especially live) with its driving beats and bass. It instantly gets your toes tapping, if not pogoing around your room, office, or the coffee shop where it happens to be playing. It drifts into a psychedelic mind-bender so you have time to take a sip of tea before “Pleasure” (“Everybody wants it. Everybody needs it.”) comes along with its killer bass line, synth-organ riffs, and bad-ass swagger.

The title track is over eight minutes of psych-rock jamming that almost overwhelms you. “Cobwebs” and “Dark Sorcerer,” apart from being good inspiration for Dungeons and Dragons campaigns, are fun tracks that combine psychedelia with garage rock. “Purple Velvet” could’ve been a Velvet Underground track in an alternate timeline, and the short “I Am” sounds a bit like swamp rock at first and then morphs into a desert rock gas pedal-stomper that makes a hard left and becomes “Underneath You.” It’s no accident, I think, that those two titles complete a sentence, and it’s no accident that “Underneath You” shifts that muscle car into fifth gear so it can race down a road partially covered in drifting sand dunes. The album ends with “Head Collector,” a straight-up psychedelic track that takes its time to languish in a warm sun alongside a stream.

ZAM is a great place to jump onto the Franke and the Witch Fingers train if you’re looking for a place to start. Listen to it loud.

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Review: The Black Angels – Live at Levitation

Live at Levitation is a collection of six tracks from The Black Angels (who, among many other hats they wear, help curate and organize the annual Levitation Music Festivals in Austin, Texas and Angers, France) taken from the 2010 – 2012 festivals and band lineups.

Opening track “Manipulation,” for instance, includes Elephant Stone‘s Rishi Dhir on sitar while Alex Maas‘ vocals knock over the back wall of the venue. Christian Bland‘s guitar on “Better Off Alone” sounds like it, his pedals, and his amps are all on fire. The live version of “Surf City” included on the album is raw and rough, bordering on dangerous.

“You on the Run” is a personal favorite, and it always slays live – as it does here with cranked fuzz and menace. “Empire” is a special treat, as The Black Angels don’t often perform it live. It’s a psych-trip and brings things down to Earth…for a moment, as the closer is one of their biggest hits – “Young Men Dead,” which hearing live is like standing in front of a roaring dragon. This is especially true due to Stephanie Bailey‘s thunderous drum beats, which always threaten to destroy everything around her.

It’s a must-own album for fans of the band, the Austin music scene, or psych-rock. It also further establishes The Black Angels as one of the most powerful live bands out there.

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Review: Alex Maas – Levitation Sessions

Essentially a live version of Alex Maas’ (of The Black Angels, MIEN, and other projects) first solo album, Luca, Levitation Sessions is, as he puts it in the notes on his Bandcamp page, “…a glimpse into what a tour on this record would look like had we not been in a pandemic.”

It’s a shame he wasn’t able to tour behind it, because this live session shows how good those shows would’ve been. The songs aren’t as loud or face-melting as many Black Angels songs, but they are no less haunting, hypnotizing, and mood-altering. “Shines Like the Sun” opens the album with Maas singing to his family about their changing, blessed dynamic. “Special” fades in and out like incense smoke curling out of a temple or efficiency apartment window. Maas’ voice has always sounded like it was made with built-in reverb, and “All Day” is a great example of this. The dub flavor of it is outstanding.

The thumping bass of “Elastic” gets under your skin as much as Maas’ lyrics like, “We don’t want you to die. We just want you to suffer the rest of your life.” You get the feeling that the “we” he’s referencing are forces perhaps out of our control or even understanding. “Leather in the Foreground” has a slinky, kinky groove to it – which is absolutely appropriate for a song with a title like that.

“The city makes you feel so small…Sometimes love seems so damn far away,” Maas sings on “500 Dreams,” one of the loveliest tracks on the album and written to his child as he hopes for the best for him in a world that seems determined to bring all of us down to the lowest level.

“Keep Your Balance” induces dreams of faraway lands and exotic, somewhat dangerous fantasies amid hand percussion, Middle Eastern strings, and vocals that almost becomes mantras. “Too Much Hate” was written before the last election, and, unfortunately, its message still holds true. “Slip Into”…what, exactly? Judging from the sound and feel of the song, it could be anything from sleep or a warm bath to eternal sleep or a cold shower.

The slow, country ballad sound of “Paint You in the Sunshine” is a pleasant surprise, and certainly highlights one of many of Maas’ Texas regional music influences. “The Light That Will End Us” covers one of Maas’ favorite songwriting topics – death. His voice, slightly altered by reverb effects, becomes a ghostly call from a bright light that embraces shadow rather than cast it. “American Conquest” covers another base that Maas likes to write about – war. The opening bass and guitars on it grab you by the collar and demand you listen – almost talking the forefront from his vocals.

“You should’ve been struggling like all of the rest,” Maas sings on “Shoulda Been Struggling” – a song full of uplifting guitar riffs and messages to close the album. There are people out there who want you to share their misery, and cannot fathom why you won’t. They want you to mourn how they mourn, protest what they protest, dislike what they dislike, shun what they shun…but you know in your heart that such endeavors are wastes of time and energy.

This album isn’t. It’s a beautiful record from a gifted musician and writer that will make you view things in a different light.

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Review: Acid Dad – Take It from the Dead

I don’t know if the title to Acid Dad‘s record, Take It from the Dead, refers to taking a physical object from the deceased or heeding their advice. It could be both.

The record, with its blend of psych-rock and post-punk, is a good time. The first track, “Searchin’,” lends some credence to the idea that the album’s title might be about imploring the dead for answers. “I’m lost, and I’m found. I’m still searchin’ for a sound,” sings co-guitarist Vaughn Hunt amid shiny synths and drum licks that are happily “stuck in the 70s.” “BBQ” brings in some heavy guns on the instruments and cool reverb on the vocals. It reminds me a bit of early Failure tracks.

“RC Driver” begins and ends with enough guitar for two albums. “She Only Eats Organic,” apart from having a fun title (and a not-so-hidden oral sex joke?), is a bit of a barn-burner with beats from Trevor Mustoe that barely rest for the entire track. Sean Fahey‘s vocals have a bit of a post-punk snarl to them on it. The psychedelic “Good Time” is as trippy as the album cover.

“Smile You’re on Camera” builds on a Peter Hook-like bass line and then drops in melting wax vocals. The cranked fuzz on “2 Face” boosts Hunt’s lyrics about wanting something more from a potential lover, but knowing he should tread lightly. The closing track, “Djembe,” with its Cure-influenced bass and Jesus and Mary Chain-influenced guitar, is a killer ending. It somehow oozes and shimmers at the same time, resulting in a space-rock guitars that blaze past you like a comet.

Take It from the Dead is one of those albums that will probably reveal more layers of itself every time you listen to it, which is a testament to its craftsmanship. We could use more bands making music this intriguing.

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