Back in the 80s you could make a case for Australia being the home of psychedelia. Unfettered by the musical trends that dominated the airwaves in the UK and US and with a very real garage band heritage (Easybeats, Masters Apprentices) the Aussies gifted us perhaps the 80s most archetypal psych band in The Church along with maybe the decade’s best rock and roll album in The Hoodoo Gurus stunning glam meets garage meets old school punk of Stoneage Romeoes. Then there was the sensitive brittle pop of The Go-Betweens, the widescreen musical vistas of The Triffids and hundreds of other also rans from The Crystal Set through to the Ups and Downs and The Hummingbirds.
And it seems that Australia is once gain restating its case to be space pop’s final frontier with loads of excellent new bands – many of which have been first picked up by Nathan at the Active Listener in (Coughs) nearby New Zealand.
Tame Impala you know all about, Jaguar Ma played at just about every British festival last summer, but here then a few more to listen out for.
This Sydney band have been around a few year and already have an excellent digital mini album Sunrise. But as good as the album’s title track and they Byrdsie jangle of Temple Songs are they have clearly upped their game with their latest recording Silver Ship which has just landed in YouTube. Sure it is pretty clear that they have been listening to a few Brian Jonestown Massacre albums but this is a glorious tune that climaxes with an absolute killer dreamy guitar solo. Really looking forward to album number two.
I am not sure exactly what the band, who hail from The Blue Mountains to the west of Sydney, is up now but their digital EP from last year Saturnalia, was a wonderful mix of dreamy 60s psych and gentle electronica of the type peddled by Stereolab and The Soundcarriers. The title track is the place to start, but the bluesy stomp of Let’s Play runs it close. Hope they have new stuff soon.
With the grand ambition to mix the pop symphonies of Brian Wilson with the space Rock of Pink Floyd is Violet Swells a new-ish band from Hobart Tasmania. Helmed by Ben Simms the band released an absolute corking psych pop double sider in January with the superb Jupiter’s Garden sounding like a tougher version of Jacco Gardner (but with a telstar Jo Meek-esque ending), while the flip Only is a really sweet waltz with a grand psychedelic finale.
Melbourne’s Frowning Clouds issued their second album at the tail end of last year and it has been on repeat play at PopJunkie towers since then. It is a compelling mix of perky folkish garage pop like the opener All Angles, moody garage pop like Mayan Calendar Girls and kaleidoscopic Syd Barrett-esque oddities like Beetle Bird and my favourite the Sufis-esque Product Of The Peanut Butter Company. It is a really strong, and very varied album. And it comes on vinyl too.
It features some wonderful attempts by people to take selfies but with their faces obscured by record sleeves.
There are some wonderfully inventive ones like these two. If you want to have a go there’s a competition, which runs until mid-April, at this blog. Top prize is £350 worth of Teac record player/tape deck/CD burner/Bluetooth system.
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I am about half way through a feature about great bands who really need to pull their finger out and get us some new material – step forward Cat’s Eyes and The Shortwave Set! Anyhow very high on that list were the wonderful Soundcarriers whose two albums are a veritable of cocktail of psych, easy listening, gentle funk, Kraut Rock grooves, David Axelrod and weird jazz – that eclectic enough for you?
Yet I am hugely happy to say that I have had to remove them from my rollcall of slackers for after working on an album for what seems like an eternity (their last album Celeste came out in 2010) it is finally going to get a release in May. I am of course being rather uncharitable to the band by insinuating that they might be a little on the slow side at producing new material. After all last year they issued a new single in Boiling Point and a genius album of instrumental versions of songs that are working on for the new record. The Other World Of The Soundcarriers not only had some wonderful driving instrumentals like Entropicalia and This Is Normal, but came in pink splatter vinyl and arguably the best sleeve of last year.
Word is that the new album is excellent and is touch funkier and looser than previous recordings. Hope they manage some gigs too.
It was kind of appropriate that the gig was in a church for Michael Head certainly attracts his fair share of devout believers. These are the faithful ones who remain fully convinced that Head and his cohorts in their various guises (Pale Fountains, Shack, Strands etc.) have consistently delivered the sparkling classic 60sish pop songs that the La’s and The Stone Roses never quite got round to.
Head keeps on giving too. An EP, which sneaked out at the tail end of last year, boasted several rather stellar tunes that highlighted that the man has been spinning Forever Changes rather a lot on his stereo recently – no bad thing.
Back to the night though and Paul Orwell had kicked off the evening with his acoustic tunes. Orwell is so much more than just perky mod pop. Got to love the fella’s enthusiasm and his tunes. Big thinks are expected. This is great.
Next up was Bill Ryder Jones, once of the Coral now established as solo artist. His album last year hovered somewhere between the confessional tales of Elliot Smith and the swooping orchestration mid period Bunnymen. To his credit, along with his drummer, he played a version of Ocean Rain that did the original justice but didn’t dwarf his own excellent compositions like He Took You In His Arms and There’s A World Between Us. A cheeky finale of a cover of Shack’s Neighbours went down rather well too.
I had been warned about the shambolic nature of some of previous Michael Head gigs, which at least one person described as being like The Brian Jonestown Massacre on bad night but without the fist fights. Nevertheless, the odd bit of tuning and banter apart he remained pretty focused throughout.
And the tunes – well the tracks from the recent EP sounded just fine especially the gorgeous waltz of Cadiz and the more strident Forever Changes style pop of Newby Street.
Although head plundered most parts of his back catalogue for me it was the tracks from the seminal Shack second album Waterpistol that worked for me. No one has written a better ba-ba-ba song than Neighbours and London was both poignant and uplifting. Flannery was wonderful and the Something Like you which featured Head with Ryder Jones on his accordion was strikingly beautiful. And how I wished those instrumental flourishes on Meant To Be, for me the stand out from the Here’s Tom album, were minutes longer.
By the end emotions were clearly running high. The love and respects for the congregation was almost overwhelming. Here’s hoping that Michael Head channels that devotion into yet another gem of an album.
There are lots of much better pics, and some great vids too, over at the Shacknet Facebook page.
Mikey Georgeson, aka David Devant, Mr Solo and various other nom de plumes, boasts a pretty amazing track record of producing knock out English pop gems that mix early Roxy with music hall and splash of Syd Barrett.
Blood and Brambles, his first album for ages, is yet another reason why he really ought to be number one in some parallel pop universe. A wonderful glorious pot pourri of wonderfully weird pop songs, highlights for me include the gently uplifting vaguely Bacharach influenced Sometimes, and the epic Springsteen-ish, had he come from New Malden not New Jersey, romp of I See What You Did There. The bonkers repetitive psych of Briony is wonderful too and the Hawaiian influenced opener and closer Secrets of Zagra and Curtains of Zagra are as jolly as they sound. And that’s without even mentioning the single My Herione – embedded below. If you enjoy quirky English pop then this is your album of the year so far.
Northamptonshire’s very own purveyor of Brian Wilson style pocket symphonies, Aaron Hemmington is back this month. His band The Sunchymes have a new single out in the guise of Mr Buckstone which you can download for a quid on Amazon and iTunes.
It is pretty much business as usual for the band with delicate yet catchy melody, lots of harmonies and a summery feel. But like several of the tracks on his Let Your Flag Fly Free album there’s a whiff of Brit psych creeping in too. Seargent Walker from his last album reminded me of The Direct Hits and this does a little too.
No news yet from the fella on an album, but if you like a bit of west coast pop then you should check out this and his earlier work.
So many good new psych records, so little time. So in a bid to catch up here is a selection of stuff that, if you like a bit of wonky 60s influenced guitar pop, is well worth a listen.
And first up on our psychedelic worldwide crusade is Switzerland, home to the fabulously talented instrumentalist and vinyl addict Balduin. After last year’s superb My Love Soon (see below), the guy is back with a four song EP available on download and vinyl which perfectly captures his perky, tuneful baroque pop. If you imagine Jacco Gardner but with slightly stronger melodies and more of a mischievous twinkle in his yet you’ll get Balduin. My favourite of the bunch is Mirror Mirror, which has bubblegum chorus straight out of the Carter/Lewis songbook. But then the cover of Jabberwock is pretty fab too. Highly recommended.