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| poster by The Moonshaker |
LONDON 🏴 Corsica Studios
w/ Teeth of The Sea, Moon Gangs
"It was the day of the flying ants. The humidity in London was building and it felt like a storm was about to break any minute. Before hitting the venue I went to the local pub to have a beer and cool down after the heat of London transport. People who sat outside were being assailed by ants and for a brief few seconds a shower hit that washed some of them away. Then the heat rose and steam made its way upwards from the pavement. These were the omens, the portents of what was to come as my ears were about to be aurally assaulted.
Corsica Studios were hot and sticky and the air con didn’t seem to be doing its job well. But as the dry ice began to seep around the audience and the first notes crunched through the air, the heat was forgotten as we were on a trip to the stars and this was The Cosmic Dead’s time. The Glasgow quartet have been playing some amazing live shows over the last few years and each time I see them they seem to get more and more powerful. The mixture of drone, freakout and space rock works so well. Omar Aborida‘s driving bass is one of the lynchpins to setting the band off on their intergalactic wigouts. Lewis Cook’s synths have a touch of the Del Detmar about them, but still have their own other universe that they operate in.
James T McKay’s guitar moves from motorik-style chord interplay to crashing psychedelic lead that echoes out into the cosmos and beyond, and sounds like a cross between Makoto Kawabata from Acid Mothers Temple and Richard Pinhas of Heldon. Julian Dicken hammers around the kit, rolling toms and smashing cymbals to give a tribal dance for the end of the world. The best way to describe their set tonight was mammoth. It built up and smashed down all before it, as if they were destroying the temples on some far-away planet and heading off out into the dark depths of space to start over again.
By the end of their set the sound was monumental — it screamed, it droned, it crashed and all the while the synth wibbled to give it that cosmic edge (and it was damn loud as well, so a big thumbs up to the Corsica sound guy). By the time the final notes were fading from this excursion to the nether regions of space the audience were wanting more. If you have not seen this band yet, catch them live, as you won’t regret it."
- Freq.org
(Photos by Dave Pettit)
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