The six track album is of deeper growl than music of theirs previously featured with the crunchy blues chords combining with the off-set rhythm to deliver an approximately eighteen minutes of classic rock.
The third song, I’m Just A Man, is of lighter guitar leverage than much of the LP, though a representative introduction.
The English garage-rock trio Desmerelda were introduced just over a year ago.
Their newest track – This Time – is a mix of spikey-top new wave, progressive-blues and single string, middle-eastern tradition, steel that all rumbles through the room like watching a freight train rush past whilst standing on a railway-station platform with the different shaped carriages speeding along in seemingly random order – hit play and that descriptor will all make much more sense than attempting to work out what any of it means – though before you do – make sure the volume is turned high to fully enjoy the three and a half minutes of music.
Rock This Disco (available on bandcamp) finds Astral Trip striding in to the glitterball of nu-disco a development which superbly fits with their signature gloopy sounds which fits like a glove with the darkened shadows of the genre.
Now I’m Free (also available on bandcamp via a separate link) is more reminiscent of their rock derivative and my selection of the two songs.
The Hungarian, Netherlands ambient-electronica duo Dream Map released the single Time on the 13th.
Having got together towards the end of last year Dream Map only have two tracks around, both belie the short time they have been together with the well structured and judged compositions transfixing the audience with their unruffled flowing elegance.
The most recent being the just under four and a quarter minutes of Time. A luxurious pillow of radiating electronica heralds the entrance of the absorbing vocal and fills the room with gently undulating washes of colour in to which the listener finds themselves merging as one in with the misty, dreamy soundtrack.
There is a forlorn fragility that spreads across the room on hitting play as guitar creates the open architecture of the songs through which the mesmerising vocal threads silken latticework resulting in compositions that mind of a frosty spiders web glistening in dawn sunlight in which the listener looses their sense of the surroundings.
I look forward to hearing more from Maia Eavan in short order and by way of an introduction the opening track – Little Lover.