Male Gaze
Gale Maze

Musical universes on a collision course.

Sunny California covered by the heavy atmosphere of a gloomy London. Black frames straddling the 70s/80s overlap with electric snapshots from the late 90s/2000s. Your choice.

Black outfits, shirt and tie, in the same closet with worn leather jackets. Long faces and mocking smiles.

Ian Curtis in a leather jacket with a Thee Oh Sees t-shirt.

27 minutes. Post-punk memories, fast, pulsing, electric, melodic in their own way, feedback with a magical lysergic touch of the Black Angels.

A sort of Ice Age without brawls, less hardcore punk, with fewer adolescent hormones in circulation, enriched with positive psychedelic acidity.

Intellectual Interpol and cheeky Black Time.

Universes on a collision course. Post-punk, garage punk. Amphetamines and a hint of acid. Without overdoing it, just enough to get confused and make things more interesting.

This is it.