Band In Heaven, The

Band In Heaven, The

The Boys Of Summer Of Sam

Hozac

***Summer is gone, friends, and with the cold bleak months that lie ahead of us in the Midwest, we're excited to unleash another unsettling dose of the band in heaven, churning forth two more direct hits of skull-softening Middle-Eastern tinged space rock destined to drain the fluids from your ears, while seductively stealing your valuable organs for the black market. Since our last release with this West Palm Beach, Florida unit, they've kept true to their style, creating a sinister apparitional vibe out of an inanimate round grooved object, and devolving into a pit of repetition, begging the question, is it heaven or hell? Mastered by Spacemen 3's SONIC BOOM, you can't help but feel the soiled sordid psychedelic residue sticking to the dark corners of both tracks here, pulling together even more blackness from this Florida sunshine than ever previously imagined, and settling the tone for the worst case scenario.   From the fringes of it's echoing, searing riffs to the cold and unusually cruel rhythms eclipsed only by the penetrating repetition, the band in heaven is the answer to a question you still don't understand, and another reason to look past your outdated boundaries and dive head-first into the undulating abyss. Just as with their debut 7" EP, this new single traps you in a vertigo-inducing vortex of modern psychedelic reverberation, washing you over with waves of petrochemical pleasure, as it takes root deep in the farthest recesses of your mind.

Band In Heaven, The

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Hozac

***With all the noisy pop bands swimming around in the sub-stratosphere, grasping for threads and most simmering down into indiscriminate, faceless factions of desperation, it’s with great excitement that something like THE BAND IN HEAVEN can slip through the sludge and knock us right into the perfect state of mind. This Florida band has unraveled the mystery of how to solidly arrange the two or three chords that work best into a seamless monster of penetrating throb, peeling back the murky darkness and invigorating their explosive presence, making it impossible to turn away. A sinister chill emanates from each unsettling track included on their vinyl debut EP here, carved repulsively from front-to-back with “Sleazy Dreams” into “Sludgy Dreams,” in between which, the band revs up and blasts off with a goth-tinged ferocity, delivering four, diverse, head-expanding trips into the blackness. Edition of 475 copies.