This debut from The Pyramids actually comes from a couple of geezers (or should I say, Gizas) from Archie Bronson Outfit, who've taken time out from their day jobs in order to make this primordial, fuzzy psych/garage kafuffle. The resultant jumble of distortion and over-saturation sounds like a right smack in the chops (or should I say, Cheops). There's a proto punk ruggedness to the duo's sound, bringing to mind a coarse approximation of The Stooges in terms of the palette used, which is fair enough (or should I say, Pharaoh nuff), but there's a definite side-project feel to it all, leaving the impression that this was all conceived and recorded fairly instantaneously. In all likelihood though, that's the desired effect, and certainly, the ramshackle blues rock of 'Hunch Your Body, Love Somebody' has an abundance of charm, with all the nuance and subtlety of an electrical fire on Jack White's effects pedal board, while 'Pibloko', with its acid nightmare vibes is a rare old treat (or should I say, a Ra old treat). Then as a parting shot, the set-closing, maxed-out fury of 'Glue You', complete with its helicopter blade tremolo proves to be the icing on the cake (or should I say, the Isis on the... oh, look... I'm really sorry, ok?).
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This debut from The Pyramids actually comes from a couple of geezers (or should I say, Gizas) from Archie Bronson Outfit, who've taken time out from their day jobs in order to make this primordial, fuzzy psych/garage kafuffle. The resultant jumble of distortion and over-saturation sounds like a right smack in the chops (or should I say, Cheops). There's a proto punk ruggedness to the duo's sound, bringing to mind a coarse approximation of The Stooges in terms of the palette used, which is fair enough (or should I say, Pharaoh nuff), but there's a definite side-project feel to it all, leaving the impression that this was all conceived and recorded fairly instantaneously. In all likelihood though, that's the desired effect, and certainly, the ramshackle blues rock of 'Hunch Your Body, Love Somebody' has an abundance of charm, with all the nuance and subtlety of an electrical fire on Jack White's effects pedal board, while 'Pibloko', with its acid nightmare vibes is a rare old treat (or should I say, a Ra old treat). Then as a parting shot, the set-closing, maxed-out fury of 'Glue You', complete with its helicopter blade tremolo proves to be the icing on the cake (or should I say, the Isis on the... oh, look... I'm really sorry, ok?).
This debut from The Pyramids actually comes from a couple of geezers (or should I say, Gizas) from Archie Bronson Outfit, who've taken time out from their day jobs in order to make this primordial, fuzzy psych/garage kafuffle. The resultant jumble of distortion and over-saturation sounds like a right smack in the chops (or should I say, Cheops). There's a proto punk ruggedness to the duo's sound, bringing to mind a coarse approximation of The Stooges in terms of the palette used, which is fair enough (or should I say, Pharaoh nuff), but there's a definite side-project feel to it all, leaving the impression that this was all conceived and recorded fairly instantaneously. In all likelihood though, that's the desired effect, and certainly, the ramshackle blues rock of 'Hunch Your Body, Love Somebody' has an abundance of charm, with all the nuance and subtlety of an electrical fire on Jack White's effects pedal board, while 'Pibloko', with its acid nightmare vibes is a rare old treat (or should I say, a Ra old treat). Then as a parting shot, the set-closing, maxed-out fury of 'Glue You', complete with its helicopter blade tremolo proves to be the icing on the cake (or should I say, the Isis on the... oh, look... I'm really sorry, ok?).