Get spacey with the latest release from Carlton Melton, those well-regarded purveyors of stretched-out psych-rock jams. They take three tracks of this 12” split: the other side belongs to kandodo 3, a spin-off from The Heads, taking an even more spaced approach to music than the mother-band do. On Creepy Crawl.

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Split by Carlton Melton / Kandodo 3
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8/10 Robin 20 February 2015

Depending on whether you like your psych to sound like it’s been made for the arse-end of a messy garage or to be shot into the blank ether of space, your mileage may vary, but Carlton Melton and Kandodo 3 have just dropped one of 2015’ biggest treats. Their version of the genre takes on the latter styling, with guitars layered, ambience twinkling and drums played as steady as a rocket in motion, all suggesting the great cosmic darkness. Put on your helmets and wave goodbye to all that gravity shit.

Carlton Melton’s offering here is a strangely gorgeous source of comfort, an entirely instrumental work that sounds like a full composition in three suites. “Footprints” both repeats and meanders around a riff that never reaches a conclusion, Melton constantly circling back on it as if its conclusion is inherent. Later, for “Flags”, they conjure up some beautifully distorted guitar-scraping that reverberates just the way Les Rallizes Denudes would have it. Their final track, the wise-craacking “Chincoteague”, sounds like a country space opera, with a fine serving of wide-eyed guitar twang sending off proceedings and offering a memory of a left-behind civilisation.

Kandodo3 are on the flip, and you’ve already heard them: they’re an off-shoot of those legends known as the Heads, but here they stretch out even further, creating a tireless psychedelic drone that gazes and gazes and gazes into the abyss before a bassline ruins everything and they have to start for real: the drums rumble in, as if doing away with the ambient salvo and moving on to better things, before the guitars continue to echo and scream out in the dark. There’s no climactic satisfaction to Kandodo3’s work: it’s just several shades of ominous drawn together. Because in space, no one can hear you ask questions. Wait, that’s not right. Shit.


  • Split by Carlton Melton / Kandodo 3


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