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The Cosmic Dead can always be relied upon to go mad with it, pushing the full weight of their Scottishness into their mind-expanding psychedelic rock. However, Eccie Bam Yas, E? sees them going mad in a different direction to usual, eschewing most of the noisey power for a fully-spaced out improvised set. Delivered, via the usual amazing titles, as an LP from Monorail Music.

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Eccie Bam Yas, E? by The Cosmic Dead
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8/10 Robin Staff review, 25 May 2017

Buckfast and psych rock. A delicious concoction if ever I did taste one. If the Cosmic Dead have been putting back buckie then I can completely understand how they’ve managed to be both as prolific and ridiculous as they have over the past few, though I also want to accuse them of lying since two weeks ago I reviewed one by them called ‘Psych is Dead’. For what? This? They celebrate their genre’s Easter-esque revival with more improvisation that hints at the noisier, dronier avenues currently exciting them.

Spooky and silly, these noise-scarred soundscapes bring together yawning and gulping vocals, gloopy riffage and the kind of cascading drums Jefre Cantu-Ledesma usually shoves through a shoegazed drone. “Yaldi Intention” is essentially their new, formless sound mixed with a proper psych groove underneath, getting faster and faster as the slow, scratchy chords wane overtop. “Fleein’ fae the Polis” is a languishing stoner rock tune in which nothing is all that audible and every instrument, whether it’s someone’s mouth or their guitar, is moaning.

It sounds like psych rock made by someone trying to get out of bed and falling back into it again: the aformentioned “Buckfast Aye?” is two minutes of random guitar soloing emerging from a stuck-in-the-mud bassline, while the longer, more distorted epics like “Big Cousin Frae the Drum” are pretty much the same but granted an extension on their writhing. It's some of their loudest and laziest work.

9/10 David Customer rating (no review), 7th June 2017


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