Having lived out my formative years beneath the Heathrow flight path, I feel only too well acquainted with the vexatious “low plane” recurrently referenced by enigmatic UK ensemble PSALMS on their one and only as yet audible output, Low Plane. A tumultuous clusterfuck of turbulent drums, nonchalant vox, and guitars that slither between the two disparate ends to the spectrum of the typically snappy loud/ quiet dynamic, although little may be known of the troupe it is immediately apparent that their formative years were played out – as were mine – sometime or other during the ’90s. Equal parts Duke Spirit-inspirited dustbowl ruination and Desert Session crunch, it’s a giddy intimation of a band grabbing at ever higher altitudes without doubt. Glory Be to the Father, etcetera.
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- I'll cut the hackneyed platitudes, but bloody hell, if you ever get the opportunity to go see @serafinasteer, do. http://t.co/SjqnAOsE33 about 12 hours ago from web
- Dots & Dashes' Track of the Week comes from the (mercifully) returning @sharonvanetten. Stream Taking Chances: http://t.co/B09ON2VXEW about 1 day ago from web
- The bad news? That Neutral Milk Hotel, Mac DeMarco and Xiu Xiu all play that night, too: http://t.co/lEcyTwO8Dp about 1 day ago from web
- The good news? Speedy Ortiz return to London, playing Islington's Electrowerkz May 22nd. Brilliant last time out, too http://t.co/jaoKKsGPG4 about 1 day ago from web