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For the past 5 years, Wild Rocket have been rocking audiences all over Ireland, and all around the world. Dissociation Mechanics is their second official album, since the release of Geometric Hallucinations in 2014. Wild Rocket's crazy use of psych, kraut, and space punk is taking them places, having played at Distorted Perspectives, the Irish Reverberation Fest, and Norwegian Hostsabbat Festival, they're a well known band. Dissociation Mechanics brings back the infectious energy that Wild Rocket can bring to your ears.


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Dissociation Mechanics by Wild Rocket
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7/10 Robin Staff review, 31 August 2017

This is possibly one of the best psych rock band names going; breathe it in like fresh, weed-anointed air. Acknowledging the conflict at the heart of their favourite genre -- that bands of their ilk make the blank dot of space sound like a highway of chaos -- Irish band Wild Rocket embrace the meandering, dislocating hallmarks of psychedelia while creating something nonetheless quite exhilarating. Good on them.

Yer in for heaviness, pals: a thick outer coating of fuzz decorates this record, like growing mould nobody can be bothered to deal with. It smells. The atmosphere is pretty much derived from it, with the basic rhythms and mantra chants coming obscured underneath their good friend squalor. All they need, then, is some good riffs, and they join the swirl in numbers, with the excited and quickly expanding licks of “Infinite Reconnaissance Imager” unwinding gleefully into our ears.

You can’t hear many of the details, but that’s okay: a snatch of sound effects here, a whiff of a storytellin’ lyric, and it’s back into the distant lo-fi muck. It helps that the band can convey tone amidst all this, with the dynamic shfits between doomy and solo-wahing on “Into the Black Hole” proving them a versatile bunch of psychlords. Shine on in filth.


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