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Bardo Pond are reliable staples in the world of spacey psychedelic experimental rock music, having been plying their riffy trade for twenty-six years now. Under The Pines is a concise new missive from the band, playing a Bardo Pond version of dream-pop. The kind of album you can really sink into. Released on CD and LP by the Fire label.

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Under The Pines by Bardo Pond
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8/10 Robin Staff review, 29 March 2017

In 2011 my high school’s history teacher handed me a certificate for the classroom’s Space Cadet Of the Year award. He is unfunny and I hate him. Now, with the very same long hair and bad attitude, I would like to hand my award on to Bardo Pond, who make music the way you would if you were high, or sleepy, or maybe just like this -- spaced out, they stumble through the hallmarks of heavy psych, meandering their songs through but not at the same time as a bunch of solos, fills and distortion jobs.

Bardo Pond have always sounded like a more fun version of the Heads to me, largely because they’re set up for proper songs, which they then pull apart to reveal all the musical guts.. Lead singer Isobel Sollenberger sounds so illusory simply by floating between the timeframe of the song and way out of it -- on the slow, waltzing “Out of Reach”, she lends herself multiple voices, slowly delaying and decaying through the song’s guitar fuzz intestines, which just slog on for ten gruesome minutes, occasionally reacting to the rhythm section’s decisions to go a lil bit slower or faster.

Hope you like your psych sun-cooked, basically. This record moves at a leisurely, dehydrated pace and rarely snaps out of it, its slow, measured chaos recalling Les Razilles Denudes at their laziest and Heron Oblivion at their crunchiest. Moments of acoustic guitars make their way in to give the whole thing a bit of shade, but these are ultimately the usual Bardo Pond stonerisms. Do I even need to tell you to enjoy the flute?




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