I no longer know what to expect from Motorpsycho.
To accommodate my limited mental capacities (necessary citation), I will make a summary of the situation. Which, compared to the content of the album, seems like a Zot.
Example No. 1 "The Hollow Lands": a hodgepodge of jazz madness that changes shape in no time and catapults into a geometric structure of progressive guitars, afterwards the atmosphere becomes dreamlike, and the voices caress the ears, but don't worry, the geometry of progressiveness (uhm...) comes back forcefully.
Example No. 2 "Through The Veil": and here too, jazz. The sobs of the sax soon turn into a powerful melodic line and, power calls power, it starts with the stoner swamp, returns to the beginnings, desert hammering and dreamy, drugged voices, and then....progressions that mix with the Trondheim Jazz Orchestra, the other great protagonist of this chunky album, and swell the melody to the extreme, until the underground finale.
Where the orchestra reigns supreme, I can't handle it.
Example No. 3 "La Lethe": a surreal orgy. It starts with a nice orchestral jazz approach (really...), a calm sea in soft colors. And it continues exploding in the mixture of the evil touch of Størlokken's electrodronism, implanting the Supersilent soul into the piece, and increasing the tensions created by strings and guitars, in a crescendo as inexorable as it is sulfurous.
Example No. 4 "Mutiny!": where I feel (and perhaps curse, and you might think "what the heck are you saying?" but...) the ghost of the Devin Townsend Band (that voice... those highs... it must be him) that screws stonerprog guitars.
Summing it up? I wouldn’t know what to tell you.
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