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With
the extraordinary will of underground musicians to push
the musical boundaries of underground music comes an
open mindedness of the listener that must at least match
in scope the artist’s vision. That’s something that
this UK band must have been counting on when crafting an
album as broad as Die Verbrechen der Liebe,
because really, traditionally, noise rock fans haven’t
been much on the sludge rock side. The same could or
could not be said about sludge rock fans being into
noise rock.
One could
argue that judging by the clankish high-end hissy raw sound
obtained here these Brits don’t give a fuck about having a
professional sounding record out, but paying close attention to
the details of Geisha will prove the skeptics to be wronger than
Bush during the last 730 days. In other words, once you get over
that, and start appreciating Geisha solely by the music you’ll
be bought. Or sold. Whatever. Especially because both their most
dividing and ‘mass’ appealing aspects of their music are
obscured by the ‘purity’ and undiluted quality of the end
product.
In other
words, Geisha fucking rocks. It’s borderless instrumental space
noise rock with a real brain. It’s spaced out jams on board a
rocket destined to crash. It’s milky way debris through the
window and straight into your ear drums. It’s a bumpy ride on
the way to a black hole. It’s an incessant bash that twirls in
unthinkable forms and recalls the most acerbic aspects of noise
rock and the most freedom fighting traits of sludge and doom
metal. All, mind you, played with enviable fluency and cock sure
panache. Best of all, despite all that goes on, Geisha do not
overwhelm. Particles of “Sportsfister” and “A Wilderness,
Except by Sight” even sound informed by garage laden indie
rockers.
The last
song “Theme From Diana” deserves its own paragraph, mostly
because it clocks at over thirty minutes. It’s a re-worked
version of an improvised live track and it takes forever to get
anywhere. It grows slowly to a percussion heavy peak only to
gradually minimize itself and explode big bang style. It’s a
cool track, I’ll give it that, but not superior to the ones that
precede it.
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