Album Type: Full Length
Date Released: 11/01/2017
Label: Pepper Shaker Records |
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The chemistry
between the players – Paul Attard on guitar, Lachlan
Paine on bass and Frank Attard on drums – can be heard in each one of these
cuts. In fact, it’s not only heard, its felt, and that’s what makes this record
sound so great. The music is alive, it moves, it gels, and best of all, it’s
both heavy and psychedelic.
“Electric Smokehouse” CD//DD//LP track
listing:
1). Ascendant
2). Supersaturation
3). Shores of Oblivion
4). Sonic Egg Factory
5). Pretty Brown Fuse
The Review:
Sometimes, when I hear a guitar solo, I just want to
make funny faces and play along on my awesome air guitar. You know, just freak
the fuck out. If you and I share this penchant for weirdness, then take my word
and check out Frozen
Planet….1969. This power-jam-trio calls Australia
As the story goes, this album is entirely improvised.
There was no pre-determined mission, no colossal ideas about when the crescendo
would hit, nor was there any thought put into the length of the songs. The only
thought that was put into this music was in the moment, and you know what, that
moment was pretty sweet.
The chemistry between the players – Paul Attard on
guitar, Lachlan Paine on bass and Frank Attard on drums – can be heard in each
one of these cuts. In fact, it’s not only heard, its felt, and that’s what
makes this record sound so great. The music is alive, it moves, it gels, and
best of all, it’s both heavy and psychedelic. Knowing that these three guys
from down under just shook these tunes from their sleeve has me thinking that
they’re pretty talented individuals with a keen sense of what being a band is
all about.
As is inherent to jam rock, though, Frozen
Planet….1969 doesn’t necessarily plant any ear worms. There are no
hooks. Just jams, jams, and more jams. So despite drummer-Attard’s jazz hands,
the stoned funk of Paine, or the zany guitar acrobatics of guitar-Attard, you
won’t be humming the tunes once you’ve pulled out your earphones and make your
way to the office coffeemaker. But that’s ok, because what you will be
doing is counting down the minutes until the next time you’re able to let loose
with those funny faces and play along to “Electric
Smokehouse” on your awesome air guitar.
