ALLELUJAH! DON'T BEND! ASCEND!
Ten years on from 'Yanqui U.X.O.', one of the world's most revered and steadfast post-rock groups recapture that unbridled energy and celestial complexity for the monolithic slab of two twenty minute compositions plus two six-minute drone incursions comprising 'Allelujah! Don't Bend Ascend'.
Giving a typically wry two fingers to commercial appeal, Godspeed You Black Emperor, or GYBE, have rebranded themselves God's Pee to precipitate this soaring and ecstatic escape into a swirl world where folk, punk, the avant-garde and free rock immolate and salve in equal measures. It sounds - almost predictably - massive, evolving two live favourites known to fans as 'Albanian' and 'Gamelan' into fully composed storms raging with instrumental emotion ranging from terror to ecstasy with an intangible, electrifying vitality.
The first piece 'Mladic' rises from resonant folk strings through banking clouds of guitar distortion on a focussed motorik trajectory to near-nauseating heights, whereas 'Their Helicopters' Sing' takes a more nuanced quiet/loud route with symphonic, elegiac grace. The shorter drone pieces are something else, too. 'We Drift Like Worried Fire' feels lost at sea; strings creak at glacial pace on an oceanic keel, building to a keening caterwaul of blissed dissonance; 'Strung Like Lights At Thee Printemps Erable' is hollow, alien, hovering like UFO lights in remote forest before taking pity on earth and yielding waves of purifying distortion. It's a deeply gratifying listen, whose effect is immediate, and we can only assume, long lasting.
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Ten years on from 'Yanqui U.X.O.', one of the world's most revered and steadfast post-rock groups recapture that unbridled energy and celestial complexity for the monolithic slab of two twenty minute compositions plus two six-minute drone incursions comprising 'Allelujah! Don't Bend Ascend'.
Giving a typically wry two fingers to commercial appeal, Godspeed You Black Emperor, or GYBE, have rebranded themselves God's Pee to precipitate this soaring and ecstatic escape into a swirl world where folk, punk, the avant-garde and free rock immolate and salve in equal measures. It sounds - almost predictably - massive, evolving two live favourites known to fans as 'Albanian' and 'Gamelan' into fully composed storms raging with instrumental emotion ranging from terror to ecstasy with an intangible, electrifying vitality.
The first piece 'Mladic' rises from resonant folk strings through banking clouds of guitar distortion on a focussed motorik trajectory to near-nauseating heights, whereas 'Their Helicopters' Sing' takes a more nuanced quiet/loud route with symphonic, elegiac grace. The shorter drone pieces are something else, too. 'We Drift Like Worried Fire' feels lost at sea; strings creak at glacial pace on an oceanic keel, building to a keening caterwaul of blissed dissonance; 'Strung Like Lights At Thee Printemps Erable' is hollow, alien, hovering like UFO lights in remote forest before taking pity on earth and yielding waves of purifying distortion. It's a deeply gratifying listen, whose effect is immediate, and we can only assume, long lasting.
Ten years on from 'Yanqui U.X.O.', one of the world's most revered and steadfast post-rock groups recapture that unbridled energy and celestial complexity for the monolithic slab of two twenty minute compositions plus two six-minute drone incursions comprising 'Allelujah! Don't Bend Ascend'.
Giving a typically wry two fingers to commercial appeal, Godspeed You Black Emperor, or GYBE, have rebranded themselves God's Pee to precipitate this soaring and ecstatic escape into a swirl world where folk, punk, the avant-garde and free rock immolate and salve in equal measures. It sounds - almost predictably - massive, evolving two live favourites known to fans as 'Albanian' and 'Gamelan' into fully composed storms raging with instrumental emotion ranging from terror to ecstasy with an intangible, electrifying vitality.
The first piece 'Mladic' rises from resonant folk strings through banking clouds of guitar distortion on a focussed motorik trajectory to near-nauseating heights, whereas 'Their Helicopters' Sing' takes a more nuanced quiet/loud route with symphonic, elegiac grace. The shorter drone pieces are something else, too. 'We Drift Like Worried Fire' feels lost at sea; strings creak at glacial pace on an oceanic keel, building to a keening caterwaul of blissed dissonance; 'Strung Like Lights At Thee Printemps Erable' is hollow, alien, hovering like UFO lights in remote forest before taking pity on earth and yielding waves of purifying distortion. It's a deeply gratifying listen, whose effect is immediate, and we can only assume, long lasting.
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Ten years on from 'Yanqui U.X.O.', one of the world's most revered and steadfast post-rock groups recapture that unbridled energy and celestial complexity for the monolithic slab of two twenty minute compositions plus two six-minute drone incursions comprising 'Allelujah! Don't Bend Ascend'.
Giving a typically wry two fingers to commercial appeal, Godspeed You Black Emperor, or GYBE, have rebranded themselves God's Pee to precipitate this soaring and ecstatic escape into a swirl world where folk, punk, the avant-garde and free rock immolate and salve in equal measures. It sounds - almost predictably - massive, evolving two live favourites known to fans as 'Albanian' and 'Gamelan' into fully composed storms raging with instrumental emotion ranging from terror to ecstasy with an intangible, electrifying vitality.
The first piece 'Mladic' rises from resonant folk strings through banking clouds of guitar distortion on a focussed motorik trajectory to near-nauseating heights, whereas 'Their Helicopters' Sing' takes a more nuanced quiet/loud route with symphonic, elegiac grace. The shorter drone pieces are something else, too. 'We Drift Like Worried Fire' feels lost at sea; strings creak at glacial pace on an oceanic keel, building to a keening caterwaul of blissed dissonance; 'Strung Like Lights At Thee Printemps Erable' is hollow, alien, hovering like UFO lights in remote forest before taking pity on earth and yielding waves of purifying distortion. It's a deeply gratifying listen, whose effect is immediate, and we can only assume, long lasting.
Available To Order (Estimated Shipping between 7-14 Working Days)
This item is to the best of our knowledge available to us from the supplier and should ship to you within the time-frame indicated. If there are any unforeseen issues with availability we will notify you immediately
Ten years on from 'Yanqui U.X.O.', one of the world's most revered and steadfast post-rock groups recapture that unbridled energy and celestial complexity for the monolithic slab of two twenty minute compositions plus two six-minute drone incursions comprising 'Allelujah! Don't Bend Ascend'.
Giving a typically wry two fingers to commercial appeal, Godspeed You Black Emperor, or GYBE, have rebranded themselves God's Pee to precipitate this soaring and ecstatic escape into a swirl world where folk, punk, the avant-garde and free rock immolate and salve in equal measures. It sounds - almost predictably - massive, evolving two live favourites known to fans as 'Albanian' and 'Gamelan' into fully composed storms raging with instrumental emotion ranging from terror to ecstasy with an intangible, electrifying vitality.
The first piece 'Mladic' rises from resonant folk strings through banking clouds of guitar distortion on a focussed motorik trajectory to near-nauseating heights, whereas 'Their Helicopters' Sing' takes a more nuanced quiet/loud route with symphonic, elegiac grace. The shorter drone pieces are something else, too. 'We Drift Like Worried Fire' feels lost at sea; strings creak at glacial pace on an oceanic keel, building to a keening caterwaul of blissed dissonance; 'Strung Like Lights At Thee Printemps Erable' is hollow, alien, hovering like UFO lights in remote forest before taking pity on earth and yielding waves of purifying distortion. It's a deeply gratifying listen, whose effect is immediate, and we can only assume, long lasting.