The Good Kind of Mass Wasting Event
“A mind blown is a mind shown.”
—Hapshash & the Coloured Coat, 1967
The Oklahoma duo of Sherri West and Taylor Clark are onto to something special with their debut mini-album. Through five highly refined tracks, apparently in the works for some three years time, they evoke Brian Jonestown Massacre meeting the United States of America somewhere in the middle, with Cibo Matto’s Miho Hatori fronting instead of Anton Newcombe’s inflated ego. You can barely understand what Sherri says most of the time, and it doesn’t really matter. The zonked sound compliments her broken mic vocals perfectly, achieving a form of tripping sunshine acid absurdity long thought to be extinct.
Recorded in a lucky Altadena garage, tinted a bleached beige by the blazing California sun, this woozy eponymous EP doesn’t merely sound like it could have been recorded in the late ‘60s. It sounds like it actually was recorded at that axis of pure music influence and pioneering analog experimentation, then lost under the passenger seat of a Volkswagon Westfalia for 40 years, rediscovered by accident in the search for an errant roach.
Every time I hear this EP, I’m taken back to moments in my childhood, listening to the oldies station and hearing all the psychedelic masterpieces for the first time. The Lava Children don’t merely channel the aesthetics of a bye gone era; they have the same spark of original expression and focused aural exploration that made the ‘60s a time of unparalleled creativity. There is no need to sacrifice a virgin; this is the guitar sound you’ve been praying for.
- Multiple songs MySpace