A soft thud, Sleet horn, the percussion gallops up, the bass throws long, lingering notes up at long intervals, horn gets middle eastern, quiet and suggesting the sightlessness of night.
4m, The laughing has already started, and Thom climbs up into the milk crate throne to smack em up, guitar funks in, rides some hard rock chords, and begins some simple little ditties, one after the other. I flutter a note, the bass chimes behind, Bill picks and chooses where he inserts what.
8m, The bass gets sweet, the guitar turns down, the drums slow and slide, more guitar pickery. Desperation yields to frenzy then fades, as Bill lays shimmer over the strangulated picking.
10m Sleet rescues me from myself with a rousing stomp, and I fall back to a two chord drive, leaving Bill’s lingering gildings to shine over the rock hard surface. Bass left flying, then leads back down swinging, and the synth bring us back to the 21st century.
13m The synth arpeggiates under a bass of staccato attempts, and leaves us to wherever Goddard goes; synth and bass reinforce the dynamics, bass and drums, and they reset on a bass beat. If you like riding in Cadillac comfort, then the bass will take you to a rock concert hop, the guitar goes pro, the drums hit that one, everyone goes solo for one great bar, then comes back to be disassembled by the assembled, while drums and percussion fly.
18m The guitar starts chiming chords, settling on a half stepper. A pop single that would have been a hit in the 60s turns to something more funky and forlorn, over and over, ending on a one and a one again. The plateau offers the advantages of sputtering chords, a lockstep rythym, and a double-step percussion section.
22m Synth breaks out of jail and gets loud. Splashy guitar flapping comes in, the bass wanders, the drums just roll. It wises up a little, the guitar flutters back up and hits a riff a bar or two. Guitar synth makes us tremble in sustained outbursts while my guitar wails under it all.
26m. It goes noble and overwhelming, up and up, sustained notes, driving drums, throbbing bass, and distorted guitar forever. The guitar introduces a simple two chord base, and the drums ornament it, Bill crashes overall, and we both pull back. Sleet starts something new, Goddard invents a quick start, I hit two chords, and we quit it quick.
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A soft thud, Sleet horn, the percussion gallops up, the bass throws long, lingering notes up at long intervals, horn gets middle eastern, quiet and suggesting the sightlessness of night.
4m, The laughing has already started, and Thom climbs up into the milk crate throne to smack em up, guitar funks in, rides some hard rock chords, and begins some simple little ditties, one after the other. I flutter a note, the bass chimes behind, Bill picks and chooses where he inserts what.
8m, The bass gets sweet, the guitar turns down, the drums slow and slide, more guitar pickery. Desperation yields to frenzy then fades, as Bill lays shimmer over the strangulated picking.
10m Sleet rescues me from myself with a rousing stomp, and I fall back to a two chord drive, leaving Bill’s lingering gildings to shine over the rock hard surface. Bass left flying, then leads back down swinging, and the synth bring us back to the 21st century.
13m The synth arpeggiates under a bass of staccato attempts, and leaves us to wherever Goddard goes; synth and bass reinforce the dynamics, bass and drums, and they reset on a bass beat. If you like riding in Cadillac comfort, then the bass will take you to a rock concert hop, the guitar goes pro, the drums hit that one, everyone goes solo for one great bar, then comes back to be disassembled by the assembled, while drums and percussion fly.
18m The guitar starts chiming chords, settling on a half stepper. A pop single that would have been a hit in the 60s turns to something more funky and forlorn, over and over, ending on a one and a one again. The plateau offers the advantages of sputtering chords, a lockstep rythym, and a double-step percussion section.
22m Synth breaks out of jail and gets loud. Splashy guitar flapping comes in, the bass wanders, the drums just roll. It wises up a little, the guitar flutters back up and hits a riff a bar or two. Guitar synth makes us tremble in sustained outbursts while my guitar wails under it all.
26m. It goes noble and overwhelming, up and up, sustained notes, driving drums, throbbing bass, and distorted guitar forever. The guitar introduces a simple two chord base, and the drums ornament it, Bill crashes overall, and we both pull back. Sleet starts something new, Goddard invents a quick start, I hit two chords, and we quit it quick.
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