California band SadGirl is rooted, but not anchored in the past and by mixing surf, soul, 50s doo-wop and Beach Boys pop into a perfect concoction of their own, their debut full-length, ‘Water‘ is 10 tracks of lo-fi beauty. Even though ‘Water‘ is their debut, they’ve been around a while releasing singles and EPs since around 2014. It’s been a long wait for those of us along for the ride, but man is it worth it.
On ‘Water‘ SadGirl has surrendered the hard surf a little but in turn, amped up the Muscle Shoals-inspired soul which makes ‘Water’ a quieter record than expected. Although the rock out of early singles like ‘Motorbreath‘ or the out and out garage rock of ‘Penelope’s Leg‘, are noticeably absent, but after a few listens to ‘Water‘ you realize that it just sounds like a band that has zeroed in on what they want to be.
There are a couple of familiar songs for any longtime fans; ‘Breakfast For 2‘ and the favorite ‘Little Queenie‘ both slow-dancing gems, made the cut and there’s more of that scattered throughout. The southern soul of opener ‘The Ocean’ with its shimmering Hawaiian-style guitar is stunning and the nostalgic sounding stroll of ‘Chlorine’ are standout tracks. ‘Hazelnut Coffee’ is one of three instrumentals along with ‘Muholland‘ and ‘Avalon’, and all three are slower and less rocking that ‘Motorbreath‘ but in the end it all works here. You can almost taste the salty California ocean air and feel the breeze on a song like ‘Avalon‘.
The album ends with the Lennonesque title track complete with its rolling waves on the fade out. “It’s about realizing your own mortality and changing nature,” guitarist and vocalist Misha Lindes says. “It’s meant to be melancholy but still beautiful in its realization.”
Ultimately ‘Water‘ is a perfectly timed slow burn with its dreamy, easy-going vibe. It is sure to be the feel-good hit of the summer and maybe of the whole year. And lord knows we need a little more of that at the moment.
Pinky Pinky have good gut instincts. During an era of limitless distractions,societal pressures and sonic trends, the three best friends are focused on being happy and blissfully on the outside of all that noise. The trio grew up together in Los Angeles and there’s a shared understanding of what makes them all tick. Together with her punk cohorts Anastasia Sanchez (vocalist/ drummer, 20), guitarist Isabelle Fields (19), and bassist Eva Chambers (19) have a clear understanding that Pinky Pinky’s modus operandi is in not overthinking their decisions. You can hear that on their debut album, ‘Turkey Dinner’ due on Innovative Leisure. It follows their two prior EPs, most recently 2018’s ‘Hot Tears’. Their first full-length, however, is even freer than their previous efforts. It’s a patchwork quilt of garage rock and oddball indie. It’s rooted in classic bass, drums, guitar, but it’s bolstered by the perspectives of a trio of LA youths writing about their everyday observations, anxieties and passions.
For instance, “My Friend Sean” is a young fantasy about the dreamiest boy in class, “Mystery Sedan” is an LA story about a car being the only thing there in times of distress, “Lady Dancer” is about a stripper at a bikini bar in Los Feliz. When lead lyricist Sanchez met Chambers in the girls’ locker room in High School they knew that they’d be in a band together (Chambers and Fields had already met in Middle School). All three of them had always dabbled in bands. Originally born in New York but moving to LA during childhood, Chambers began life in a band with her three older sisters, playing keys. She picked up a bass at the age of 13 after their endeavors had died a death. Fields, on the other hand, trained as a violinist but rebelled and taught herself guitar from the age of 12, while rearing herself on the Sex Pistols and riot grrrl bands.
Sanchez’s father put sticks in her hands as a little girl. She was a prodigy in classical violin but also wanted to get back to the sheer pleasure of playing and so canned the anxiety-ridden music studies for her DIY drumming. She became a singer by necessity for Pinky Pinky, referring back to her love of Fiona Apple and even Heart for vocal chops. PinkyPinky itself had a few iterations before settling on its three core members. “We were really trying to be punk at first then psychedelic then blues,” recalls Fields. “Finally we got to a point where we knew we didn’t need to focus on just one thing. Growing up you think you only should listen to one type of music but we got to a certain age and realized we don’t need to do that.”
During their High School years they flew beneath the radar. “Nobody cared I was in a band,” says Field. Their first gig was at the MOCA museum in Downtown. To date it’s the most nervous they’ve ever been. “I’d still be scared to do that,” laughs Sanchez, admitting to almost having a full-on panic attack due to the swathes of cool teenagers that turned up to watch them. Only recently have they hired a booking agent after already building a solid reputation on the LA scene hustling by themselves. When they played Dave Grohl’s inaugural CalJam festival in 2017 they didn’t even have a manager. “I got a call from someone who works with Dave Grohl: ‘Dave really likes your band’,” recalls Sanchez. “And I was laughing like, ‘Weird? But cool?! It was a little
surreal’.”
“It took a long time for our EPs to come out,” explains Chambers. “And by the time they did we’d grown a lot.” Indeed, by the time this album arrives it’ll be the most accurate representation of where Pinky Pinky is currently at live onstage and off it. They aimed to make a live-sounding record that didn’t feel too shiny in its production. As a result, ‘Turkey Dinner’ is unpretentious, raw and unpredictably zany.
The music of Mike Deni — aka Geographer has always been more about emotional terrain than places on a map, but on his new EP “New Jersey,” the two are intertwined.
The new seven-song collection, Geographer’s fourth EP to go along with three full-lengths, is the first music Deni has released since relocating to Los Angeles, but it is not a West Coast album. Far from it. “New Jersey” is a meticulously layered and redolently orchestrated paean to the home state he left 12 years ago. In a way, it’s his origin story and as immersions in the past go, it’s quite possibly the least mawkish exercise in nostalgia ever.
Deni founded Geographer in 2007 in San Francisco, where he moved after the unexpected and tragic deaths of his sister, and then his father. The EP, written in a six-month span in 2018 during a bout of wanderlust, finds him opening the baggage he left in the Garden State. Old dreams, old disappointments, old crushes: All become iridescent anthems backed by Geographer’s characteristic blend of electronic and analog instrumentation.
“Summer of My Discontentment” imagines a brooding youngster, the ache unaffected by time. On “Hideout (Sparrow),” Deni shows he is a wordsmith as well as master arranger: “Listen to the ocean / tell you why it’s there / Turn it into words that / maybe can make them care.” And the closer is perhaps the songwriter’s version of “You Can’t Go Home Again” — a 3 1/2-minute blast of synth and falsetto that reaches M83 heights before receding into a bouquet of strings.
At the core of Death Valley Girls, vocalist/multi-instrumentalist Bonnie Bloomgarden and guitarist Larry Schemel channel a modern spin on Fun House’s sonic exorcisms, ZZ Top’s desert-blasted riffage, and Sabbath’s occult menace. On their third album Darkness Rains, Death Valley Girls churn out the hypercharged scuzzy rock every generation yearns for, but there is a more subversive force percolating beneath the surface that imbues the band with an exhilarating cosmic energy.
Album opener “More Dead” is a rousing wake up call, with a hypnotic guitar riff and an intoxicating blown-out solo underscoring Bloomgarden’s proclamation that you’re “more dead than alive.” The pace builds with “(One Less Thing) Before I Die”, a distillate of Detroit’s proto-punk sound. At track three, Death Valley Girls hit their stride with “Disaster (Is What We’re After)”, a rager that takes the most boisterous moments off Exile On Main Street and injects it with Zeppelin’s devil’s-note blues. Darkness Rains retains its intoxicating convocations across ten tracks, climaxing with the hypnotic guitar drones and cult-like chants of “TV In Jail On Mars”.
2019 is shaping up to be quite the year for Shab Ferdowsi, who is the singer/songwriter behind the “fuzzy guitar pop” act Blushh. With a headlining/festival run coming up in a few days in Los Angeles, Blushh has decided to grace us with a brand new single ahead of their upcoming tour dates. Blushh gave listeners an inkling of what to expect from future releases with their one-off single, “All My Friends.”
The poignant, yet melodic, new single follows the release of the band’s latest EPs, 2017’s It’s Fine and 2018’s Thx 4 Asking. Of the new song, Shab Ferdowsi shared in a press release:
“Last year I moved back into my parent’s house for about 10 months. I was 20 miles away from all my friends, and I slowly but surely started spending more nights at home than I did hanging out. I was caught between not wanting to go out to begin with and starting to feel detached, both physically and emotionally, from my social life. Safe to say that’s probably where this song stemmed from, lyrically.
Sonically, this is the beginning of the most collaborative work Blushh has seen to date. I spent months with my band working on a batch of new songs, which is something I’ve never done before. The gang vocals kill me every time and I hope they rip your hearts out too.”
“All My Friends” marks our first taste of new music since 2018, and it looks as though we won’t have to wait much longer for new releases from the group. Per the press release, the band recently completed recording on their first full-length album
When the Los Angeles group Wand formed in 2013, they played a wickedly spooky brand of psychedelic garage rock tinged with heavy metal. Over the course of three albums recorded in a couple years, the band’s leader Cory Hanson wielded full control over their claustrophobic sound. The band’s lineup has changed along the way and Hanson loosened his grip on their sonic boundaries, allowing the new band members more say in their newly classic rock- and modern pop-influenced approach. 2017’s Plum was the first Wand album to reflect this change.
Cory Hanson started the band with drummer Evan Burrows, guitarist Daniel Martens, and bassist Lee Landey and immediately dove headfirst into a sludgy, psychedelic garage rock. They quickly put together an abundance of material that straddled the line between melodic and noise-heavy, issuing split singles with artists like MikalCronin and Meatbodies before being signed by Ty Segall to his Drag City Records spinoff label “God?” for the release of their 2014 debut LP “Ganglion Reef”. Wand embarked on a tour supporting Segall for the release of the album.
After a handful of singles, Los Angeles power psych band Wand arrived with Ganglion Reef, their debut full-length and a nonstop parade of acid-dipped, pop-minded forays into both heaviness and wavy folk detours. Along with Ty Segall Wand approach songwriting with a fearless love of exploring guitar tones and unexpected dynamics, but where Segall builds up walls of guitars with layer after layer of fuzz to achieve his mind-bending sounds, Wand relies more on time-honored techniques of trippy ’60s production. Standout track “Broken Candle” sees vocalist Cory Hanson singing a thin, wispy melody over battling organs and highly effected acoustic guitars, the stomping acid folk rhythms building and building until the entire mix is coated in an over the top flanger effect for a few seconds before fading out. It’s by-the-books psychedelia taken right from the Are You Experienced? playbook.
Elsewhere, Wand tends toward sludgy proto-metal guitars and clunky rhythms on tracks like “Fire on the Mountain” and the stony funk-metal groove of “6661.” “Growing Up Boys” goes the opposite direction, offering a laid-back country-rock dirge in the style of solo John Lennon, but with all the spaced-out experimentation of Pink Floyd. The songs always waver between saturated extremes of heaviness and gentleness, with whispering vocal harmonies and dazzled acoustic guitars always seconds away from distorted organs and the band’s bevy of freakish effects. Ultimately, Wand’s gift for songwriting guides the endless psychedelic tug of war that is Ganglion Reef, offering listeners something turbulent and strange but deeply rooted in strong tunes.
The band’s next record was recorded over a 12-day span by Chris Woodhouse at The Dock in Sacramento, California, and saw the band expanding its sound with synthesizers and showing a deeper heavy metal influence. “Golem” was released in early 2015 by In the Red Records.
Wand’s debut album Ganglion Reef was an impressive neo-psych statement that weaved together various elements like folky guitar sounds, tricky arrangements, duel guitar wanderings, and, above all, hooky pop melodies into an entrancing whole. Their second record, 2015’s “Golem”, cuts out anything folky, paves over some of the fragile psych weirdness, and instead piles on the heavy, heavy noise, stomping into protoplasmic Black Sabbath territory at times. Tracks like the pummeling “Self Hypnosis in 3 Days” and the heavily phased “Cave In” sound like they were lifted directly from the set of a band that might have opened for Sabbath in 1970. “Planet Golem,” too, delves deeply into some dirge metal, with weird synths and riffs brutal enough to knock out a stegosaurus. There are still a few moments when Cory Hanson and Daniel Martens click off their fuzz pedals and the band heads back to the dreamier territory of its debut (“Reaper Invert” and the almost tender “Melted Rope”), and the album-ending “The Drift” switches gears entirely for a bit of near ambient, totally oceanic metal balladry, but really this album is about nightmarish power, not Technicolor dreams. In the hands of a less talented band, it could have ended up as a real mess .
Luckily, even though they have changed up their approach, the guys in Wand didn’t lose their ability to craft songs with huge hooks. Now they are thunderous and ugly hooks instead of weird psychedelic ones, but it works just as well. Their new sound might scare off some of the psych lovers who dug their debut, but for anyone looking for some weird heavy rock noise, Golem fits the bill.
Not a band to waste any time, Wand returned before the end of the year with their third album, 1000 Days. Released by Drag City proper this time, the album saw Wand incorporating more electronics into their sound, while integrating their metal and psych elements even further. The guys in Wand are a prolific bunch. 1000 Days is their third album in a year, This time out, the L.A. band blends the tricky psych and heavy metal into something more organic, adding keyboards and electronics in the process. It’s their best-sounding record yet, casting aside any vestiges of lo-fi in favor of a huge sound that envelops the listener in a hazy cloud of fuzzed sounds and warped dynamics. They melt acoustic and electric guitars into a swirling mix that will get heads spinning, with booming bass and echoing drums holding down the bottom. Most of 1000 Days sounds like a perfect blend of the first two albums that capture both the thudding power of heavy metal and the baroque weirdness of psych pop.
Tracks like “Grave Robber” and “Dungeon Dropper” lean a bit toward the heavy side, while the dreamier songs like “Passage of the Dream” and “Broken Sun” creep over to the psych side. “Morning Rainbow” even ends the album with some seriously acid-y folk. It’s an impressive job of fulfilling the promise of the first two albums, amping up both the production and the songcraft to a new level. Despite how focused and tight most of the album is, though, Wand still indulge their experimental nature a couple times. The electro-tribal instrumental “Dovetail” is a wobbling trip into inner space that feels like it could last for 20 minutes and not get boring, “Stolen Footsteps” is bedroom synth pop with a majestic melody, soaring synths, and a very tinny drum machine.
This willingness to take chances and explore oddball avenues is one of the things that makes Wand so good. They may be one of many, many neo-psych bands out there in 2015 whipping up retro-flavored noise, but this record proves that they are one of the best and most imaginative.
They also toured frequently, playing many shows with Segall, who was impressed enough to subsequently play a number of shows with Hanson as an acoustic duo. He also added Hanson and Burrows to his backing band the Muggers for his 2016 touring dates. Thanks to this, Wand was uncharacteristically quiet on the recording front during 2016, with Cory Hanson spending time working on a solo album.
The acid folk-inspired, lushly orchestrated The Unborn Capitalist from Limbo was released by Drag City in late 2016.
Around that time, Wand expanded their lineup by adding guitarist Robbie Cody and keyboardist/vocalist Sofia Arreguin. This also led to a change in the way the band wrote songs. Where previously Hanson brought finished songs to the rest of the group, now they spent time in their rehearsal space working out songs together.
This new style of writing and the new members led to some sonic differences on their 2017 record “Plum”, on which the creepy, claustrophobic psychedelia and bludgeoning metal of the past were downplayed in favour of classic rock influences and more expansive-sounding indie rock. The same lineup of the band soon went back to the recording studio and cranked out another EP in the democratic vein of Plum.
Plum is Wand’s fourth LP since the band formed in late 2013 but their first new album in two years. After a whirlwind initial phase of writing, recording, and touring at a frenetic clip, their newest document marks a period of relative patience; a refocusing and a push toward a new democratization of both process and musical surface.
From the out- set, the new ensemble moved naturally toward a changed working method, as they learned how to listen to each other and trust in this new format. The songwriting process was consciously relocated to the practice space, where for several months, the band spent hours a day freely improvising, while recording as much of the activity as they could manage. Previously, Wand songs had generally been brought to the group setting substan- tially formed by singer and guitarist Cory Hanson; now seedling songs were harvested from a growing cloudbank of archived material, then fleshed out and negotiated collectively as the band shifted rhythmically between the permissive space of jamming and the obsessive space of critique.
The band’s new approach charts them away from intense guitar workouts that verged on heavy metal and stickily claustrophobic psych pop toward a more traditional indie rock sound that’s not a million miles away from what bands like Wilco are doing. Simple melodies, twisting twin-guitar lines, obtuse keyboards, and a widescreen expansiveness are the order of the day, and only occasionally do Wand Mk II manage to wrestle their new sound into submission and make something interesting of it. For example, “Charles de Gaulle” is brainy and full of hooks, with sweet vocals from new keyboardist Sofia Arreguin that offset Hanson’s harsher tone, and the skittering “White Cat” is nervous, punchy, and not too far from something John Dwyer might cook up for his Damaged Bug project. Mostly, though, there’s either something important missing (energy, wildness, drama) or something unnecessary added (fancy keyboards, a sense of restraint), and it’s impossible to listen to Plum without wondering why Hanson changed things so drastically when they were working so well.
Three very long songs that end the album — the slow-rolling ballad “The Trap” the elongated and very indulgent tie-dyed jam “Blue Cloud” and “Driving” a trad rock ballad tailor-made for montage scenes on a major network drama.
After an album that saw Wand shifting from Cory Hanson’s project where he called all the shots to a fully fledged band, consequently losing some of the claustrophobic brilliance of earlier work, the 2018 EP Perfume is another democratic effort that suffers the same fate. While the seven songs included aren’t bad, they just lack the attention to detail and spooky outsider psych feel of Wand when it was only Hanson pulling the strings. Songs like the opening title track, which rages and roils like Thee Oh Sees on a bender, has plenty of energy, but lacks that certain something that could set it apart from the crowd. The proggy rave-up “Town Meeting” has lots of the weirdness of past songs, but is missing a hook. The EP-ending “I Will Keep You Up” has a rambling, sandblasted feel reminiscent of Mazzy Star at their loosest, but it just wanders aimlessly and never pays off sonically or emotionally. That’s kind of the way it goes through the whole record. The over-stuffed modern rockers “The Gift,” that encroaches on stadium indie or on “Pure Romance,” a song so utterly pleasant it sounds nothing at all like the Wand of the past. It’s clear that Hanson was looking for a change in the way Wand operated; it’s also clear that he gave away far too much control to his band, If it were another band’s name on the cover.
The seven-song Perfume was issued by Drag City Records in May of 2018. The shift away from their early garage rock fervor to more atmospheric songwriting fully solidified on 2019’s “Laughing Matter”. The lengthy album was sculpted from improvised jams and sketches, Wand explored more introspective indie rock territory.
Beginning in 2013 as a gnarly psych band with garage tendencies, Los Angeles’ Wand quickly made several albums of weird and suffocating music. A shift began in Wand’s sound around the release of 2017’s Plum, the first album from the group to reflect a new lineup and a new democratic approach to songwriting. Plum and the subsequent 2018 EP Perfume set the tone for the drastic shift the band has been undergoing, and Laughing Matter cements these changes. While earlier Wand albums weren’t absent of mellower moments, they came in the form of acid folk-modeled acoustic psychedelia and were nestled between blasts of disorienting metallic garage.
The Wand on Laughing Matter tends toward moodier, more textural sounds than they did just two years earlier on Plum. The 15 pieces that make up the album were sculpted from lengthy improvisations and distilled into moody, often paranoid songs. Opening with the nervous, scratchy rhythm of “Scarecrow,” as the album stretches on, often gelling into bright harmonies with bandmate Sofia Arreguin.
This haunted, darkened mood continues for much of the album, with songs like “Evening Star” and “Airplane” exploring the same beautifully tormented sound that Radiohead perfected in their first steps away from conventional rock. There are still echoes of Wand’s psych-rock past scattered throughout Laughing Matter. “Walkie Talkie” rides a clunky bounce that sounds part Faust, part Blue Cheer, but overrides the rock energy with an upbeat melody. “Thin Air” pulls out some of the heavy fuzz that early Wand songs were built on, but pulls back for a far more dynamic reading. The album explores different ideas and inspirations at length, making it hard to digest in one sitting. Those who stick around to the end will be surprised to hear the ambient atmospheres of the album’s second half give way to the Velvet Underground homage “Jennifer’s Gone” which closes the album.
“Laughing Matter” continues Wand’s headstrong push forward. It’s the final nail in the coffin for their garage roots, but they sound rejuvenated and excited in their unbridled exploration of new sounds.
Track from the Wand album “Laughing Matter” available from Drag City Records on April 19th, 2019.
Shannon Lay doesn’t so much write songs as cast spells. Her third full-length “August” (named for the month in 2017 she chucked her day job to devote herself entirely to music) is a mesmerizing folk-pop record full of solemnly but confidently sung meditations around the general theme of moving forward. In another artist’s hands, that might sound Pollyanna, but Lay — whose acoustic albums in 2016 and ’17 recalled the great singer-poets of the 1960s — possesses a certain comportment to go along with her singular command of both musical and lyrical language. On “August” produced with a light touch by her long time pal Ty Segall, we feel as if we’re overhearing the songwriter’s inner conversations. And it’s not small talk.
We’re pretty sure this album (along with Bedouine’s “Bird Songs of a Killjoy” and Odessa’s “All Things”) is the path to a higher plane.
Transcendent folk-pop artist Shannon Lay will release her Sub Pop Records debut “August”, on August 23rd. You can now watch the official video for “Nowhere,” the album’s lead single, directed by Lay and Chris Slater. She says of the song and visual, “I want this song to emphasize the importance of enjoying the journey. The video is moments of in between travel footage, different settings around my home, singing in the bounty of spring. There is so much power in presence, enjoy every moment, savor every second. Cherish the memories made along the way and appreciate how they change and shape you.”
The title August refers to the month in 2017 when Lay quit her day job and fully gave herself over to music. This was her liberation as an artist, and the album is devoted to paying that forward to her listeners. “It’s a thank you to the universe,” says the Los Angeles artist. Exquisitely uplifting, August doubles as an aural baptism renewing her purpose for making music. “I always picture music as this river. Everyone’s throwing things into this river, it’s a place you can go to and feed off of that energy,” she says, “and feel nourished by the fact that so many people are feeling what you’re feeling. It’s this beautiful exchange.”
August is now available for preorder from Sub Pop Records. Europe will receive the limited Loser edition on orange vinyl (North America) and Sun Yellow vinyl (UK/EU) while supplies last.
As previously reported, Shannon Lay will be a member of Ty Segall’s Freedom Band for his upcoming full album, Following these shows, Shannon Lay will embark on an 18-date North American tour opening for Mikal Cronin,
The Warlocks started because of the their mutual love of all things Rock and Roll. We love a lot of the 60s, 70s and some 80s inspired music. We are not a retro band though. We all always try new stuff and from time to time hit something great.
Mean Machine Music is the highly experimental new album from L.A.’s spellbinding psych rock masters, The Warlocks! , Inspired by everything from Stereolab to Krautrock to Death Rock, this album presents 5 new compositions and then revisits those songs for instrumental reprises that reveal deep layers of melody and atmosphere! . Engineered by Phillip Haut (Ariel Pink, Centimeters)! .
Follows on the heels 2016’s extremely well-received Songs From The Pale Eclipse as well as the band’s first ever official live album Vevey released in 2017! ,
The Warlocks return with “MEAN MACHINE MUSIC”, Their first studio album in 3 years.
The mighty Warlocks return on May 31st to melt minds with their own unique brand of dark psychedelia, served as only these purveyors of fine fuzz can offer. But let’s hear about what we have here, straight from the source!
The brave beware! This is no ordinary record by The Warlocks. It’s an experiment. We were inspired to do a heavy Stereolab, Neu, Death-Rock, Krautrock thing but struggled to get the drums and everything to sound good. After too much tweaking from start to finish (hence “Mean Machine Music”) we finally managed to finish the recording with our engineer Phillip Haut (Ariel Pink, Centimeters, Fancy Space People). I’ve always been proud the fact that for the most part we can try new things and get something out of it. We got shit for doing Doo-Wop type stuff which ended up on Surgery. We got shit for the discombobulated Heavy Deavy Skull Lover. Looking back that stuff still stands up! You choose and judge for yourself dear listener! There are def some nuggets in here like “Disfigured Figure” – super weird. It’s a curiosity that I had to wrestle with leaving on my computer or put it out. The fine folks at Cleopatra say “it’s good” and to “release it!” an d so it is. Enjoy! – Bobby Hecksher / The Warlocks – Feb 2019. Mean Machine Music will be available everywhere starting May 31st via Cleopatra Records.
Following up their excellent album of space-sliced psych from last year, L.A.’s Hoover III return with a new single on French enclave Six Tonnes De Chair. Starting with a riff that scratches the ol’ runes of Sabbath in the sand, the band proceeds to drive the track in a lighter direction, welding the heavy guitar chug to echo-dripped harmonies. The track doesn’t just troll for grooves, though. As they arc into the second half the band stompboxes the warp drive and takes “Fathom” through a few layers of cosmos. Hoover III have been working a particularly potent strain of Space Rock in their first couple of releases, and if this new single is an indicator of where they’re headed, then the next LP threatens to be one to watch out for. In the meantime, this is a good reminder to shake the earthly tether once in a while.
A track from upcoming 7″ album, “Fathom” by Hooveriii.
The Fat Angel Sings 