No messing, I’m going straight in.
You’d expect any track featuring Tom Priestly to have some great words – and this does – but let’s first examine the music. This sounds, in a word, glorious. One part heavy grinding guitar and rock hard drumming, one part psychedelic rock freakout and one part whimsical outro. This is a trip. So to clarify, these are three separate parts of the track. The grinding guitar is, frankly, exquisite; it sits somewhere in the heavy end of stoner rock. But when they unleash the freakout, oh boy. For some strange reason it kinda reminds me of Iron Butterfly and Hawkwind. Doom laden organ, guitar pyrot\echnics to the max.
Now to the words. They tell the story of, if you’d forgive me stating the obvious, a person who’s not all there, somebody who is disconnected from the world. Perhaps somebody who has reasons to be like that or there are reasons they are like that. I have to be honest here my mind wanders between these two. This one of those situations where the interpretation is down to the listener.
This is a track to be listened to properly. Not just because of the words – because these are fantastic – but also because musically it’s an utter joy. The combination, the track as whole if you wish, is mindblowing and thought provoking.
Listen to this, it’s bloody brilliant.
