Expo '70 - Sunglasses

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5...according to our Phil on Fri 06 Feb, 2009.

Here's a brand new 7" on Trensmat by Expo 70, called 'Sunglasses'. Not heard of this chap before. I cracked the single on though and was knocked back by the dark psych fuzzy drones which blew into my ears. This is some well intense and spooky sounding noise music. It sounds like someone is sat on a keyboard while someone else is dropping weights on them (to make the noise more intense) and in between that there's plenty of pyschedelic Clanger whooshes and knob twiddling to keep even the most reformed drug user happy. Don't sit on your keyboards at home though folks. If you're tubby and and your keyboard is not well balanced bad things may happen. I don't want anyone whining to me they've knacked their Roland or anything like that. Also there's drawings of mystical skulls and a hairy bearded bloke on the cover which is really doing it for me right now. Excellent!

Expo '70 is late night improvisations concieved by Justin Wright. He graces two sides of this 7" with his trademark dreamy kraut infused dronemusic - looped cyclical guitars, thick waves of smeared riffs and muted murky FX. A heavier, dronier take on Eno, Popol Vuh and Ash Ra Tempel. 'Sunglasses' traffics in glistening dreamlike kosmiche drift. A krautrock that is less about propulsion and rhythm and more about texture and ambience. The guitars are warm throbs, long strands of reverberating buzz unfurl and float into the hazy ether. They are underpinned by a thick wash of buzzing synth which unleash a similarly disembodied sonic vibe. Like floating in the vacuum of space, everything weightless, untethered and drifting lazily through the inky blackness. The light of stars and suns bends and twists, slowly cycling through the visible spectrum, disobeying all laws of physics, wrapping you in a thick swirl of sonic brilliance. Trancending energy from light' is as dark and dense as it is dreamy and effervescent. Crumbling chunks of distortion break off like chunks of ice and float weightless in a sea of deep corrosive buzz, pulsing and undulating, shot through with streaks of melody, layered and textured, looped and hypnotic and tranquil, a sea of glimmering harmonics and deep drifting tones draped in reverb and delay and allowed to unfurl into softly propulsive rhythms, and spider web-like textures infused with subtle melody and blurred burnished shadings.

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