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fan power
For some time now, Chris and I have admired the band Pelt. Their albums are weird fusions of drone, noise, minimalism and folk, finished examples of the kind of hybridity that we aspire to one day practice. We decided that we would really love to see them play a show. With the help of our rockstar / zine magnate associate Steve K., we contacted them and arranged for them to come up to Chicago.
I was enormously pleased to learn that the show just made Critic's Choice in the venerable Chicago Reader.
The listing will only stay up for a week, so I'll quote a bit here:
"Pelt [draws] listeners into a sexy and comforting den, conjuring lush and generous dronescapes where Tibetan monks converse magically with hillbilly sages via prayer bowls and banjos -- not such a strange idea when you consider that both cultures have had to adapt spiritually to the breathtaking and human-dwarfing scale of mountains. The trio's recent double CD, Ayahuasca (VHF), named for a psychotropic herb and dedicated to [John] Fahey, is a study in tasteful density: each of the long pieces pursues every tone to its logical conclusion, whether that be electrified raga, stark modern minimalism, or raptly channeled folkways. This is music I've been waiting my whole life to hear, and I don't think I'm the only one: these are fan-organized shows."
I don't often flush with pride, but now is one of those times. I hope to see some of you Chicago Raccoon readers at the Hideout on Saturday. Pelt's Jack Rose will play an acoustic set at Danny's on Sunday, with Scorces, a side-project of Charlambides.
Labels: music_commentary, projects |
Friday, August 16, 2002
9:24 AM
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