Post by Kevin on Sept 18, 2002 11:22:43 GMT -5
Band: Ozric Tentacles
Album: Live at the Pongmasters Ball
Format: 2 CD Set
Label: Snapper
Time: Disc 1: 70 Minutes
Disc 2: 47 Minutes
Year: 2002
Track list:
Disc 1:
Oddentity
Erpland
Oakum
Myriapod
It’s a Hup Ho World
Pixel Dream
The Domes of G’Bal
Pyramidion
Disc 2:
Saucers
Dissolution
Sploosh
Kick Muck
The Throbbe
Cover Photo: www.instant-shop.com/snapper/product5220018.html?session=12291992425384
Hey space heads! I know you’re out there, ‘cause hard space music has always been a first cousin to The Heavy. Witness Hawkwind’s ‘Doremi,’ or the new efforts by Novadriver or Gate 9. Yeah, you know what I’m talking about! When done well, space rock can be more stoner than stoner.
The Ozrics have been around since 1982, and I’ve been a fan for years. In fact, when I received this new 2-disc set, I had to go dust off and play my old but well-loved vinyl copy of OT’s ‘Erpland,’ just for grins. Ozric Tentacles have put out a bushel of albums since then, bending and shaping their early trademark sound, which to me sounded like a mindmelting blend of 80s Hawkwind and early 70s, Radio Gnome Trilogy-era Gong.
They’ve still got that sound in spades, spit and polished with a bit of a dance feel at times, so that you can’t help but spark up before falling on the floor, pupils dilating and contracting like spastic umbrellas, to let out that moshing dervish you’ve kept locked up for so long. This music may make you dance, but it ain’t no booty-shaking machine-made crap. No, no, and no! Notice how I haven’t used the “T-word?” That’s because these are real, live, playing musicians, not machines. If you need stylistic touchstones, try the afore-mentioned 80s or 90s Hawkwind, early 70s Gong, Frank Zappa or yes, even the Chemical Brothers.
These lengthy songs are all over the space rock map. One minute they’re meandering through a quiet synth-scape, the next they’re burning through space with a flaming guitar solo that would have made Steve Hillage proud back in the day. These almost-all-instrumental tunes all about texture, mood, and rocked-out hallucinatory visions. This is their first live album since 1992’s ‘Live Underslunky,’ and its been worth the long wait.
Light show! Ganja! Action!
Kevin McHugh
Album: Live at the Pongmasters Ball
Format: 2 CD Set
Label: Snapper
Time: Disc 1: 70 Minutes
Disc 2: 47 Minutes
Year: 2002
Track list:
Disc 1:
Oddentity
Erpland
Oakum
Myriapod
It’s a Hup Ho World
Pixel Dream
The Domes of G’Bal
Pyramidion
Disc 2:
Saucers
Dissolution
Sploosh
Kick Muck
The Throbbe
Cover Photo: www.instant-shop.com/snapper/product5220018.html?session=12291992425384
Hey space heads! I know you’re out there, ‘cause hard space music has always been a first cousin to The Heavy. Witness Hawkwind’s ‘Doremi,’ or the new efforts by Novadriver or Gate 9. Yeah, you know what I’m talking about! When done well, space rock can be more stoner than stoner.
The Ozrics have been around since 1982, and I’ve been a fan for years. In fact, when I received this new 2-disc set, I had to go dust off and play my old but well-loved vinyl copy of OT’s ‘Erpland,’ just for grins. Ozric Tentacles have put out a bushel of albums since then, bending and shaping their early trademark sound, which to me sounded like a mindmelting blend of 80s Hawkwind and early 70s, Radio Gnome Trilogy-era Gong.
They’ve still got that sound in spades, spit and polished with a bit of a dance feel at times, so that you can’t help but spark up before falling on the floor, pupils dilating and contracting like spastic umbrellas, to let out that moshing dervish you’ve kept locked up for so long. This music may make you dance, but it ain’t no booty-shaking machine-made crap. No, no, and no! Notice how I haven’t used the “T-word?” That’s because these are real, live, playing musicians, not machines. If you need stylistic touchstones, try the afore-mentioned 80s or 90s Hawkwind, early 70s Gong, Frank Zappa or yes, even the Chemical Brothers.
These lengthy songs are all over the space rock map. One minute they’re meandering through a quiet synth-scape, the next they’re burning through space with a flaming guitar solo that would have made Steve Hillage proud back in the day. These almost-all-instrumental tunes all about texture, mood, and rocked-out hallucinatory visions. This is their first live album since 1992’s ‘Live Underslunky,’ and its been worth the long wait.
Light show! Ganja! Action!
Kevin McHugh