domingo, 16 de fevereiro de 2014

*. Morgan Delt .*

Album: Morgan Delt (2014)
Genre: Psychedelic Rock (Neo-Psychedelia/Alternative)  /  USA

Morgan Delt’s debut, self-titled album is made up of songs that would make your mother yell at you to turn down that ear-piercing noise. Because when you first click play, that’s exactly what it is: loud, in-your-face weirdness. It’s a whole lot of different sounds, synthesizers and high-pitched madness smashed together into a bit of a psychedelic riot. Kicking off the album, available Janunary 28 on Trouble In Mind Records, Delt hooks you in with the horrifying screeches covered up by electrifying guitar tracks and psychedelic mania of “Make My Grey Brain Green.” I have to admit, when I first started listening, I thought I was in for a headache. But I was proven very wrong almost immediately. The album picks up with a hurricane of sound and it never stops. Check out “Beneath the Black and Purple” and “Mr. Carbon Copy” for examples of how Delt perfects making his own brand of psychedelic weirdness into something fun, upbeat, and objectively awesome. Before putting the album out, Delt released the single “Obstacle Eyes.” This is one of the most timid tracks on the album. It turns the noise back a little bit to showcase the fact that Delt is not only a very talented, and a little bit mad, musician. He also has a perfectly lovely voice. “Chakra Sharks” throws a dancey element into the mix; “Sad Sad Trip” kicks back with a bit of a tripped-out emo feel to it, and “Blackwards Bird Inc.” packs on so many psychedelic elements and near-overwhelming sounds that you wonder if Delt was feeling every emotion known to man at the time he put this album together. One thing is for sure, the psych-era is nowhere near finished for this California-based singer-songwriter. Although Delt released a six-track tape last year—Psychic Death Hole—this album is definitely more psych and a lot less dead. In fact, every song is power packed full of life, and I’ll say it once again for emphasis, electrifying noise. Towards the end of Delt’s album, is the super trippy “Tropicana.” To give a basic idea of how trippy, it sounds like it should be the soundtrack in some indie film where a teen is taking his first acid trip and first notices how intricate the veins in his hands are, and then tries to paint them all over their bedrooms walls. Something like that. Review by "Laura Gesualdi" (http://inyourspeakers.com).

RATING:  6.75 / 10

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