Showing posts with label Black Kaspar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Black Kaspar. Show all posts

BLACK KASPAR
"Year Of The Centipede"
(Gubbey Records)




This is one of those skronky flailing slobbering tantrums chasing me so it can throw crumpled-up bulldozers at my face all day. But not all the time. Sometimes Black Kaspar gets the void to gaze back into you long enough for you to forget what you even look like, but they also have a controlled explosives mode. And other times they build obviously unstable towers made of shudders and let you sweat while waiting for them to collapse in rubbery, concrete-barfing ecstasy.

We have constant distorted bass. We have feedback-skewered unidentifiable rumblings like an airplane stuck in your hair. We have jellied synth transmissions from out there. We've got those guitar squigglies sneaking in to see what's going on. This doesn't necessarily *sound like* Naked City, Alboth!, Borbetomagus, Slab!, or whatever deconstructed metal primitives you could rattle off, but it sure *reminds me of* them. Which means you probably already know whether you need this pounding mess of soggy shrapnel in your life. I do.



-ckwilhex

BLACK KASPAR "Schizo Tech"

A pulsing trainwreck of a free jam session by what sounds like a marching band made up of Scooby Doo monsters.

The bass and drums stand out a lot. I like how they can be on planet eleven X but then return to a four four drum beat with a bass rhythm that goes up in scale constantly similar to the Bane Batman movie soundtrack. I forget the name of it, the one with Bane.

The bass and drums are accompanied by what sounds like a theremin, an out of tune guitar played with a slide, a saxaphone (I think?) and ghost moans far and wide.

The use of fuzz on this album is incredible, simply because technology and tonal trends have changed since the hey day of psychedelic band fever, the 70ties ...

the Cassette is the musical equivalent to a jackson pollack. Experimental, self indulgent, most likely intoxicated, - but you can't argue it's not liberated and free.

-- Jack Turnbull