The Switching Yard – Yet Again

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(the bloke behind the wheel looks like my mate Dunny)

What do you do when you ate your shoes and you need to walk to Gallards Hill? You can’t walk barefoot or they’ll lock you up, using a criteria that they purposefully fit to you, even though it’s not fit for purpose, and now no longer are you. Enjoy the pills, tell us what’s in them, and hopefully we can see you when you survive.

It’s an ice age, an intellectual and spiritual ice age, where the insecure perpetuate their demons. So it’s not about the selfish gene, the selfish gene has been outflanked by the sociopathic demon. Tell me, have I got demons? Do they too have demons? And where are their demesnes? Enough to believe that demons are forward thinking – roughly 20 minutes, after that they hit a wall which you can’t drive through but the wall is not real but then neither are you, so we still can’t drive through. I’ll real you. I ask you, if this is all some quantum dream, what has the quantum been eating?

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Dahga Bloom

I know nothing about this band, and can not find a bio. I tried looking at their F******k page but it made no sense to me. So I’m simply going to say what they sound like. Although, actually, you can listen to them. Go on. Listen to them.

They sound like a band who have played a million sweat stained, beer soaked gigs at every dive that would have them and have a sound of simply getting out there and kicking out the jams. They sound like a band whose pure and sole focus is the entertainment of the audience. To use a phrase I haven’t heard a band use for a loooong time, they sound like they want to kick your arse (or ass, if you’re not from round here).

I discovered ‘No Curtains’ because it made some year end list or other, and unlike most of the stuff on said list, really did rock my world. For the last couple of weeks I’ve barely listened to music due to a sinus induced migraine; I’ve made an exception for Dahga Bloom (and Big Blood, natch, as they have two – count ’em – new albums out). I’m not actually sure I’d go with the ‘psych’ descriptor but chucked it in because maybe I’m suffering from definition fatigue and it isn’t this particular definitions fault.