King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard
Float Along - Fill Your Lungs

The comments on this video are almost all made up of a single word, and the sum of those words could - and wanted to – be a perfect decoupage page; anyway, no introduction needed I would say, three of their five promised vintage records have already passed through home page, so much was discussed, but this favorite of mine, vintage 2013, was still missing; it seems now released ages ago, but I wouldn't blame too much the crumbly rock proposed as much as the prolificity of their releases; it is a fact, this cheerful and playful band deprives followers of the physical time to consolidate each of their listens when already they stumble upon new material, to the point of making me hope every time that one of my favorite proposals of these tens won't be too diluted; in the end, I have always liked the sauce thick and the frenzy of our era has never made me too happy.

Head On/Pill
30 Past 7
Mystery Jack

As mentioned, chronologically second and lovingly first, it doesn't bore, it keeps straight only on the short distance, gathers eras and is perhaps the album I would most recommend among the multi-annual releases of these still young 'gizzi'; psychedelia, garage, surf, all in a revival of classic rock with sitar sounds and multifaceted effects; a colorful listen of ethnicities and sunny songs, sometimes it insistently progresses to a metronome through sour scales, but enriches the pace in continuous melodic deviations and possible dissonances from pitch bending; many nice things, like the fifteen-minute long track to climb at the opening, the first verve among the echoes, the ethereal sound of home dead meadow, vortexes of reverbs and the false perspective of the cover that could curve in the long run; it is psychedelia that would make many people in rock happy, where too often to move forward it seems there is an obligation to look back pilfering with four hands and they do it well; in essence, there are many young boys full of technique and messing around with at least one discus thrower I would give to anyone, and bravi I say; it feels like I’m floating in the warm sea - they didn't sing it, but it gives the idea.

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