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I
do not have the promotional information at hand. At writing
time, I have misplaced it, but first of all, I would like to
know who the hell recorded this monster. Talk about the perfect
volumes, tones and pitches; Morkobot sounds incredible.
Musically, this trio from outer space (they are actually
Italian) is the perfect middle point between robotic mechanisms
(the term ‘robot rock’ comes to mind) and organic humanity. But
soundwise, Mostro without the need of any knob twiddling,
is giant, huge, humongous and purely vital. I mean, just listen
to those bass lines; they are electrifying, they are the blood
that runs through the veins of Mostro, what keeps them
going, what makes them sweat. The kick in the nuts, if you
will. And those guitars; they are funky in “Tobokrom”, locked
in their modulated playing and perfectly symbiotic with the role
of the drummer. Not even a minute into the album the song
dissolves into our ears. This kind of trickery is what the dudes
named Lin, Lan and Len (the members of Morkobot) are all about.
The song comes around about a minute later.
And what’s
in the waters of Italy? I can say that the perfect triad of
bands comprised of Lento, Ufomammut and Morkobot are offering up
not only about the most expansive and interesting heavy sounds
of the last fistful of years; but are basically breaking the
barriers of the already stagnant stoner rock and post rock
movements. I would not classify Morkobot as a stoner rock band;
plain and simple the songs in Mostro are too fucked up,
too trippy, too experimental, way the fuck out there, far from
the wood and closer to plutonium, way into outer space and more
in touch with staring at the sky instead of sitting like a brain
dead couch potato. I would not classify Morkobot as a post rock
band, because the absence of vocals is mandatory, because deep
inside the main artery this beast is all about rocking and not
much about introspective moods. If anything, Morkobot violently
exorcises its demons instead of inviting them out of the body.
Like Lento’s hypnotic Earthen, Mostro makes the
most sense when swallowed as a whole. It’s a trip by itself. By
the time we get to the surreal space sounds of “Kaklaipus”,
things are already messed up, and Morkobot do not get back to
their basics; namely guitar, bass and drums, for a long while.
“Cammut” is quiet, thrilling and eerie. We seem to slowly be
entering an obscure place; things get worse, gloomy darkness
becomes pitch black reality, eerie sounds grow obsessively,
distortion is of the essence, and a lethargic pace, by now seems
euphoric. Mostro; this is the kind of stuff that brings
sitting people to their feet.
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