>Twinkranes and Discrete Molecules Of Simultaneity

“Unless a person passes through some Great Experience, that person’s life will have been for naught. Such an experience doesn’t have to be explosive or murderous… often a quiet life of loneliness can be its own Great Experience.” – Douglas Coupland, Girlfriend in a Coma

This rule is applicable to bands too. There are legions of bands who were good enough to make it, but for one reason or another, didn’t. I wonder if they still consider their experience a Great one? Or whether the lack of fame and money fundamentally stunted their trip?

These thoughts will cross Twinkranes‘ mind at some point too. Will Twinkranes‘ experience be Great? Who knows? But their music is far enough outside of normality to rank it as an interesting one. Their music is psychedelic in the truest, most right sense, and songs split, suddenly, with swathes of noise that crawl and slither.

When lyrics do appear – as in The Market Of The Bizarre – they jar gracefully against the sounds, shimmering and scooting like mercury above the music: alien, seductive, there for a reason you can’t quite place.

Twinkranes – The Market Of The Bizarre (Sample)

Twinkranes’ music also brought Keith Tyson’s Bubble Chambers: 2 Discrete Molecules of Simultaneity to mind. Dual universes, chance happenings, the random nature of life. Twinkrane touch on these mind-boggling topics, clever, quiet and calm. Great Experiences for all.

>Today’s New Band – The Rev. Peyton’s Big Damn Band PLUS! Snow Conceptualisation

>When I was very young – when, remember, Mars Bars were so much bigger, summers were hotter and it always, always snowed in winter – the new girl at school asked what snow was like.

After watching me perform the six-year-old equivalent of a spluttering “Whaaaa-aa???” gesture, she explained that her family had just moved from Oman, and she’d never seen snow. Now try, with mind of a child, to describe snow in a way that fully conveys the excitement, fun and finger-ruining coldness, without using the phrase, “It’s snowing! It’s snowing!” and running round in ever-decreasing circles.

If you want an inkling of how children must feel operating in an adult world, think of your favourite song, and then describe exactly why it’s so great. It’s tough when you need to get beyond, “It’s just… ace!”

So: Today’s New Band are Rev. Peyton’s Big Damn Band, and they’re just…ace. Making the kind of gravelly, satisfying Blues that can only come from North America, Reverend Peyton has a voice of such barrelling intensity that mere humans cower in his presence. The Big Damn Band‘s songs pick themselves up, shake off the dust and spring immediately to clattering, shuffling, howling life.

Mama’s Fried Potatoes, swaggering, grunting and with more swing than seems fair, manages to be everything you’d expect and everything you’d want all at the same time. Your Cousin’s On Cops hops, skips and skitters; speeding up, slowing down and belligerently shoving Rev. Peyton‘s chunky rhymes into your willing ears. I’d Love You Baby is further proof of the band’s firm grasp on exactly what an audience needs – a song to dance to, a melody to sizzle in your brain and a subject to grab you by the groin, the heart, or both.

Rev. Peyton’s Big Damn Band has so much belief, fun and heart that you realise what rare commodities they are. If you like songs that’ll make – no, force – you to move at least one part of your body in time, then look no further than their rabble-rousing, good-time, heart-and-soul, all-or-nothing songs. Brilliant.

>Today’s New Band – Eyes and Teeth

>Oh, Satan. You and your infatuation with the world of music. Where would we be without you? Drowning in Cliff Richards and Country & Western Hell, that’s where. Except it wouldn’t be Hell, because there would be no Satan. Ah, the complexities of serious theological debate.

Speaking of which, Today’s New Band, Eyes and Teeth, has been engaging in a furious conversation with a devout Christian on his Myspace page. This appears to be partly fuelled by the apparently devilish nature of his music – have a listen here. Whether Eyes and Teeth actually buys wholeheartedly into Satanism, or that it’s just that he enjoys baiting religious-types, isn’t really the point – reading the concerned and righteous indignation of the Christians who post on his page whilst listening to the Satanic music is a enjoyably ironic experience.

Eyes and Teeth’s music is enjoyably dense, layered with sampled speech, manipulated swooping sound and, in the case of the song Seduction, interspersed with samples of the Rolling Stones, David “D-Bo” Bowie and NERD. Germany and Gun To Your Head allow you to have an echo-drenched electro devil-strut through songs Satan would play in his pimped out low-rider, assuming he has one (and let’s face it, he probably does).

The sounds are allowed to echo around in the hell-chambers and, out pops a ‘sonic sculpture’ as opposed to a song. Awkwardly snooty descriptions aside, listening to this song made me realise that in some respects, the songs are pitching in the same direction as Boards Of Canada on their brilliant Geogaddi album – slightly mesmeric, partly Satanic, partly subliminal message brain-confusers.

Fun, satisfying and a guaranteed* one-way ticket to Hell!

*the word ‘guarantee’ is not used here in its usual meaning.