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Hi, welcome to Fuzzworld, may I take your order? If you like your psych swamped in Sleep-y stonerisms and disorientating Wurlitzer organ then Hills is the kick you’ve been looking for. Largely wordless, the single-minded grooves that characterise this self-titled record are built on lolloping bass, smokey keys and wailing guitar. If you can look past the blatant Orientalism of some melodies then your copy of Sleep likely bear repeating.


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  • / Limited, remastered LP on Cardinal Fuzz, housed in silver metallic reflective sleeve. Includes bonus 'Uncollected Sounds' LP. Edition of 250 copies

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Hills by Hills
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7/10 Robin Staff review, 11 January 2017

Ring them bells, psychlord. Hills open their Cardinal Fuzz s/t with church sirens blaring loud out from the cathedral, before inevitably stomping their way into a fuzzy medley of low-end repeato-rock. With chimes shimmering along in an off-kilter percussive set-up, things are granted a bit of a sideways view, but out in front they show off their rhythmic prowess -- a keep on keepin’ on of basslinery and drumbeatery. It’s from here, though, they jump off from typical psych semantics and they do whatever they want -- which, mostly, is playing flute.

I recall listening to 'Frid' and finding Hills to have a folksy engagement with psych rock. Most likeable of all is their side-questing: they keep things tight and traditional in the front shop but deviate from their riffs to bring in weird noises, odd timbres and sentimental vocals -- they go pastoral on “Rainship (Solregn)”, where flutes interweave with piano in a marriage of delicacy and disorientation. It’s reminiscent of acts like Psychic Lemon, who sorta just wanna abandon their amps play out in the grass.

Dream big. Hills seem like your average psych proposition but make all of the quirkiest moves, and even as they unleash their noisiest, swirliest, riffiest package, the eleven minute jam filibuster “You Talk the Talk”, they do things outside of their immediate genre world -- like sampling river sounds. I should probably go outside.


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