In Transcendental Astronaut, a forlorn composition, with a vocalised scene setting introduction prior to the electronic elements taking over – and as the almost twelve and a half minutes of the track evolves so the narrative contemplation of an astronaut lost and dying in space drifts in and out of focus as they consider their own soon to be lifeless body endlessly spinning through galaxies as though a grotesque memorial to its own frailty.
The Northern Irish / English rockabilly duo Colt 66 released the AA side two track single Stranger Today / Spectres Relaxing on the 6th.
The familiar grumbling scowl of consternation peers from the speakers in Spectres Relaxing before launching itself into the room in a flurry of hurtled brothel creepers which has the listener immediately two stepping in unity. The gravelled vocal scours the ears whilst the fuzzy guitar caresses the lobes as the pulsing percussion shoots darts to the floor ensuring feet are lifted in quick-time and in the same glare as arrived so the just under three and a quarter minute track balefully crumples back out of the room leaving the listener braying for more.
One can only hope it isn’t another gap of approaching year and half before Colt 66 find the time to create a follow up to Stranger Today / Spectres Relaxing (available on bandcamp) and we can both find a reason to one again lace up the red suede shoes.
The Husky Tusks is an experimental-distortion project from Northern Ireland.
The Husky Tusks – Thothigon Season – artwork
Dan Moxham, the person behind The Husky Tusks, is a Visual / Musician / Performance / Written – artist who uses the various mediums to capture his interpretation of moments in life, leaving others to take from them as they will.
Longer term readers will also recall Dan Moxham as part of the ongoing collaboration Colt 66.
From the EP Thothigon Season released last month (available on bandcamp) – Static Thothigon is the last of the four tracks.
Colt 66 from Belfast in Northern Ireland and Bristol in England is the scowling-rock collaboration between Dan Moxham and Wild Blue Rivers.
The laconic tracks by Colt 66 shorn of flummery bristle around the room in bad-temper brushing the audience into cowering in the corner as the acerbic lyric seethes of frustration. Braving the fulminations the audience finds this is a sound full of foot-steps to follow and soon the darts become welcome scars to take the listener on a rock-a-billy derived journey, which finds the body happily stepping round the open spaces. Think – The Cramps without Poison Ivy and you are in the ball-park of Colt 66.
The out-put of Colt 66 for its very bareness invites the mind to dwell on the compositions and very soon finds that far from being a sound of hostility they quickly become the sort of friends that you can’t believe you haven’t known all your life as they seem to understand you so well.
A début eponymous LP appeared in the latter half of last year and is well worth grabbing hold of along with a new pair of ботинки на манной каше. I am already looking forward to the follow-up.