Brown Whornet

***Music just moves on them, has its way with all seven of them simultaneously and they just let it. It's already out before anyone can do anything about it. Audiences aren't sure how to help, first horns then heavy synth then dangerous headbanging, laughing bravely as they help music do even more things to them. Mercifully for all, this album is a brief, 17-minute pants tingler. It bears witness to 30 years in the loving choke-hold of every genre that ever ogled Brown Whörnet's innocence, from 1993's legendary Emena Pestisode right up to their pandemic premonition Doctor Dickle, and now... this. Not only crazed synths, metal guitar, bass, and multi-percussion but also trumpet, trombone, sax, and organ because how else could you make the run from Zeuhl to Swamp Rock to Punk to Free Jazz to Noir R&B and Kosmiche Ambient in seventeen minutes? “Mangled free jazz, luv-me-baby R & B, parodically straight hardcore, and something that sounds like Yes on a boom box whose batteries are dying are all in their arsenal.” -Chicago Reader “Best gig I've been to was Brown Whornet, impossible to pigeonhole – the entire performance was mesmerising.” -Justin Hawkins (The Darkness) in The Irish Times