Sunday, May 24, 2015

Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso U.F.O. - 1997 - Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso U.F.O.

Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso U.F.O.
Acid Mothers Temple & The Melting Paraiso U.F.O.

01. Acid Mothers Prayer (52:59)
- Speed Guru
- From The Melting Paraiso U.F.O.I
- The Top Head Pixies
- Zen Feedbacker
- Coloradoughnut
- From The Melting Paraiso U.F.O. II
- Amphetamine A Go Go
- Pink Lady Lemonade
- Satori LSD
- Hawaiian Brownie
- Acid Mothers Temple For All!

- Cotton Casino / voice, sitar, synthesizer
- Higashi Hiroshi / guitar, synthesizer, effects, fishing rod
- Koizumi Hajime / drums, percussion, soprano saxophone, monk
- Takahashi Atsuki / drums, penguin
- Suhara Keizo / bass
- Suzuki Chisen / voice
- Mano Kazuhiko / tenner saxophone, bass clarinet, percussion
- Sakakibara Daiji / didgeridoo, earth spirit
- Yasuda Hisashi / piano, magic cane
- Johan Wellens / cosmic narration, freak power
- Yoko / violin, cheese cake
- Ichi / dog
- Jijiji / synthesizer
- Kawabata Makoto / guitars, synthesizers, sarangi, alto recorder, oriental clarinet, cosmic ring modulator, speed guru

Well if you're gonna start a revolution, it should make an impact, right? This 53 minute single track CD (broken up by individual title sections) gets the massive early seventies pudding that is Acid Mothers Temple off to a serious bang. Over the course of the thing we get total noise, guitar thunder, crashing space rock, bubbling krautrock keyboards, psychedelic mellow bliss and utterly unlistenable sheets of chaos.
My, my has psychedelic rock come along way since the days of Strawberry Alarm Clock. Remember when psych was all about flowery t-shirts and peace & love? Those days are very distant now. Forget your 80s neo-psychedelia (read: indie pop), this is the real deal, even truer to the psych spirit than pretty much all the bands of the 60s, even though there's moments where this is closer to Hijokaidan than Jefferson Airplane. More than just the relentless noise of some of their other recordings, this is an engaging suite blending full-throttle freak outs, ethereal trip-folk, semi-sound collages, and spoken segments, concluding with a high pitched frequency, sustained for two minutes. My ears.