A review.
Abandon all hope of the spoken word.
A slow wailing drone builds in intensity for circa 20 minutes. The expected crescendo doesn’t ever appear, but in its place a jarring distortion that has no place being there.
Except, one starts to find interest in the un-obvious..
Then, unexpectedly, one begins to move in time to the..beat? No, there isn’t really a beat. But i’m moving anyway. Weird.
The initial strains of violin now cut through the din and offer a contrast to the tension of the guitar distortion.
In summary. It messed with my head (can’t you tell?), but it was a good experience. I particularly enjoyed the first half – which apparently was the newest material.
I think my stamina waned towards the end. And I never expected to see a ‘gig’ where there was literally no encore invited nor offered. Apart from obviously not having a short track in their repertoire, the performance is more akin to an orchestra than rock concert.