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- England Have My Bones by Earthling Society
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A dense slab of heavy psychedelic space rock to zone out to here. The fact that Earthling Society come from Fleetwood near Blackpool and the album cover features a parallelised photo of ominous cooling towers looming on a darkened horizon doesn’t really prepare you for the tripped out, exotic sounds contained on the album. Starting off with a thick sitar drone, opener ‘Aiwass’ builds up with acid fried guitar runs, a bass heavy krautrockish groove laced with tablas before shifting gears into a stroborific, climactic tribal stomp with a massed chant that degenerates into an almost Hainoesque squall of mangled guitar feedback.
Elsewhere on the album we get darkly melodic space rock (‘Tortuga’), a pull-out all the psychedelic stops cover of Alice Coltrane’s ‘Journey Into Satchidananda’ and an avant mash up of full-on paranoia giving way to melancholic acoustic guitar picking and icy atmospherics (‘England Have My Bones’). A satisfying listen throughout that should appeal to fans of the heavier end of sixties/seventies psychedelia from Blue Cheer to Amon Düül II, or contemporaries like labelmates Acid Mothers Temple.
I suspect this band write their own press releases, as I'm reading here that they "hail from of of the most un-Kosmische areas of North West England, Fleetwood. A town so bleak you literally can't drive through it; sticking out of the British Isles like a crippled dick into the the murkiest part of the Irish sea." It's good to see that instead of twiddling their thumbs, these four psych/kraut/space heads have spent the last decade getting high and making deeply psychedelic jams in an old deserted glass factory. 'England Have My Bones' is the latest fruit of their labours.
It's pretty fucking far-out stuff, too. I was braced for a fairly formulaic big of psychedelic chugging, but these guys go all over the place, stating their intent on 11-minute opener 'Aiwass' while drifting from buzzing raga-ish drones and twinkling guitars to unintelligible noise-guitar snarling and crackling radio static to hypnotic cosmic ambience. Damo Suzuki-ish singing over shrieking guitar drones and an understated krautrock groove takes them into some kind of cosmic dreampop territory in 'Tortuga' that I particularly like.
Side B is mostly taken up by a lengthy freak-rock interpretation of Alice Coltrane's 'Journey Into Satchidananda', lots of cosmic synth drones and blown-out Hayvanlar Alemi-esque guitar heroics. It's an enjoyably acid-fried re-invention. Finally the title track is the only piece here below eight minutes, an hallucinogenic mixture of enthusiastic synth bothering and grinding industrial ambience that cuts off abruptly to reveal a passage of spooky ambience and guitar twinkles. It's pretty far out, sometimes a disorienting and exhausting listen, but they certainly keep you guessing and the Coltrane cover is really enjoyable.
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