Pete Nolan, a fixture in such RSTB faves as Magik Markers and
, also forms the core of Spectre Folk whose psych-dirge swells cool the Marker's frantic squelch and reign in the Swans' blanket of noise. On Compass, Blanket, Lantern, Mojo
the skies turn pink and wide with an ominous dusting of smoke in the distance, surely a sign of some misfortune, but probably not yours just yet. The pace thickens like wading through sand; guitars kick up as if a buzzing drone of bees then cool to distant echoes of Morricone westerns heard across alleys from neighboring windows. The drums pound in deliberate, native plods but with no hint of war, only the late August psychedelic porch vibes that keep feet rooted and heads cooled. My only regret is this record comes to me too early in the year, but have no fear, this one will creep repeatedly onto the table come mid-summer when the sickly heat almost would make it a chore to flip the record, were it not the perfect cure.
Spectre Folk - Sat Around For Peace (This Time)[MP3]
Spectre Folk - Ages Have Passed
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