New LP from the psychedelic space pilots Dead Sea Apes. Out on Cardinal Fuzz, High Evolutionary is as eerily spooky as it is skull crushingly heavy. The mancuian's take you on a journey through their own brand of polychromatic sludgey-stoner-post-rock. One emerges melted and at peace. Head nodding of the slowest order.
LP £12.99 CFUL029
Ltd LP on Cardinal Fuzz. Edition of 500 copies.
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On their trip to space, Dead Sea Apes see no aliens, encounter no planets, hang out with no constellations. They’re making space rock, the word “space” emphasised: this is the kind of emptied, well-vacuumed freak out that happens when you’re the only thing that exists in the whole universe. The riffs jangle with a kind of intangible bliss, as if echoing through the blackness of space for no one to enjoy. The drums thrash and hiss but feel largely like surface noise, like a rush of constant invisible wind. ‘High Evolutionary’, with its ominous anonymity, is psych at its most terrifying: in space, no one can hear you distort.
Dead Sea Apes have steady hands, too: ‘High Evolutionary’ flows at a pace that would be unsustainable if anyone else were responsible for it, sticking at its tempo as if it’s physically impossible to go any faster. Each transition from conventional psych rock set up to ambient scene-setter feels uncanny, like nothing has really changed -- even though the timbres are different and the melodies have fallen out of the sky, Dead Sea Apes are still just floating at their exact, eternal MPH.
I’m swayed by the slightly more fanciful affectations in Dead Sea Apes sounds, the moments that sound almost unreasonable for a band with such a well-enforced psychedelic daily routine: the proggy acoustic guitar thrown in for “Turpentine” feels more like an implication, more of a thought for a song than a fully written composition. “Alejandro” gives in to soft percussion that wouldn’t be out of place on a late Talk Talk record. These are the moments that break up the constant space-travelling misery of ‘High Evolutionary’, and help make the first a million years alone in the universal wilderness a little easier to take.
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