If you had late 70’s electro poppers Roxy Music’s
frontman Bryan Ferry fronting a light psychedelic doom band, you would get
something very similar to Star Collider,
but thankfully the floppy haired lothario stuck to his pop dross and we have
the real deal, with Finland’s Acid Elephant and all their heavy glory, and
their third album! While the vocals are a little unconventional at times for
regular listeners of the genre, that only strides to exemplify the talents of
the instrumentation on offer here as you try to listen through a thick heavy
smoke and 60’s guitar meanderings trail-blazing to an astral plain of laid back
grooves.
It’s halfway through ‘Red Carpet Lane’ that you find
yourself on Mars being given a shoulder rub by a talking Sloth who’s dictating
the history of the earth to your third ear while atop a floating carpet, just
before the hammering blow of the guitar’s riff brings you back to reality. The
band’s combination of heavy fuzzy riffs and delicate meanderings into soft
psychedelic territory are what surprises and keeps you enthralled in their
mellowed out musings.
When the heaviness of ‘Red Carpet Lane’ surpasses, ‘7th
Stone’ hits you with 13 minutes of drone, enough time for you to simply lose
your mind and give your body over to Acid Elephant. It’s experimentation that
keeps you at arms reach while never letting go, as ‘Godmason’ again allows a
sense of alienation before the drums and heavy-ass bass line kick in warning
you of danger ahead as the acid-heavy guitar tripping comes into full swing.
You’ll be doing well to hold onto your marbles after the 15 minute mark lands,
setting you up for the epic finale of ‘Bog’ where a touch of vocals are
reintroduced to offer a respite for the thick masking of drone waves smothering
your speakers.
Thick heavy colourful smokey smothering drone; thy
champion is Acid Elephant!
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