Ever in a band played? Then the situation is well known: holed up with colleagues in a basement, put it under a couple of mushroom, smoke maybe a couple Riesenjogis or otherwise brings to boil. Then jammed. It joins the reef to reef and succeed in the rhythm section from scratch the most complex breaks and tempo changes, the lead guitarist gets more and more ecstatic and surprised the singer, is included writhing in ecstasy, with never any mysterious Indian-style, ethnic chants. After three hours played by all sink exhausted but happy again sit-down rehearsal room sofa and feel like the Grateful Dead for their legendary concerts at the pyramids Giza 1978th That was definitely the best thing since the devil has entered Robert Johnson musicians and fortunately, the tape ran along the whole time! Disillusionment follows after sobering up: The tape is listening to the assembled crew. In hypnotic loops fader Soundbrei flows from the speakers. After fifteen repetitions just about any guitar run is monotonous, the drummer shows some promising approaches that riding around with eternal fact not even be original, the keyboard sounds are mentioned at best, bizarre, and the singing acts before all the hullabaloo just unstructured yet. Pure frustration, the tape will be erased with all consent.
Isis are apparently gone the opposite way and have learned their rehearsal room jam tapes by heart. A considerable hard work, the effect on their plate and not at all missed. Live urges, as to visit on Friday at the Substage was, however, on the suspicion that the hype about the guys around beard Aaron Turner (Vox / Git) springs from the tendency of some pop criticism, any lack of accessibility to art, all messed up Schwurbelei for originality and raise lack of entertainment value to the profundity. If the post-rock is, may never end Rock. Coming Soon KISS, thank God! N'Roll
