Pink Floyd, Black Sabbath, Lake Trout, Weed, God Speed! You Black Emperor, Fu-Manchu, Dalek, Kyuss, PBR, Cancer Conspiracy, Motley Crue, Secret Machines, Radiohead, Jager, Mazzy Star, LSD, Dead Meadow, Melvins, Janes Addiction, Smashing Pumpkins, Neil Young, Sonic Youth, Quicksand, Queens of the Stone Age....lot's more that can not be remembered at this time.
The festival got off to an inauspicious start, with the first band, Garfight, canceling at the last minute due to rumored vehicle troubles. With the majority (if not all) of the bands living on shoestring budgets, issues like that are unfortunately commonplace – at the 2003 Emissions, Sons of Otis had the same problem. Each year, there are a couple of bands not on the bill that bring their gear anyway, in the hopes that they can cover a hole in the schedule. But as the festival hadn’t even officially started, it was easier to have the second act, North Carolina’s Delicious, kick off the night with their instrumental, psychedelic jam rock. Delicious’ set may have consisted of the three songs on their self titled EP, but each song flowed from one to the next, making it seem like one long, fluid song that brought to mind early Pink Floyd with shades of Jimi Hendrix.
Taken from a live review thread (2003?)
So, I said to this guy [laughing], you’re in a band called “DELICIOUS? What are you guys like?” He said, “just watch, and you’ll see”. So, this trio starts like, jamming. Furious commented on how cool the drum kit was, and I agreed. Then, they start picking up momentum, and Furious and I are looking at each other like, Holy Crap! Deelaw looks startled, too. Then, it just keeps getting better, and they are really fucking rolling. Somewhere, during their set, my world turned inside-out. This is going to sound bizarre… you know how your brain interprets the messages that your eyes send, and we consider that to be what we’re looking at? Well, that wasn’t happening for me. These weren’t regular hallucinations- at this point, I thought the band weren’t real people, but instead, CGI. I’m not kidding. I thought that MTV, or some network was filming this, as some sort of project, and they had secretly set up all the cameras, and stuff. Although the band performed what I considered, the best live show I’ve ever witnessed, I was a little let-down when I “realized” they were just products of technology and computer graphics. Now, it starts to go downhill. I thought that everyone was in on this, and the joke was on me (Furious- that’s why I kept asking you if you were “in on this”). Then, proceeding downhill, I thought that I was the main character from some life-long set-up, like The Truman Show. And, everything in my life was manufactured, and everyone I knew were actors (now, it was making sense- I was adopted at 7 weeks old- a coincidence?) That’s why everyone was laughing, right? If you could have heard me talking to the bathroom mirror, you would’ve thought I was nuts. And, the drugs just kept kicking in harder.
Kreisor was up next, but I can’t tell you anything about their set. The guitarist kept morphing into different people, and his guitar was even changing. I couldn’t control this vision thing at all. And, everything I was hearing was all out of whack, too. At least the Truman Show thoughts dissipated, but now I thought CB’s was some apocalyptic wasteland, about 50 years in the future, and I was condemned here for life. It was some weird version of eternity, and I couldn’t leave. That’s why my cell phone didn’t work, I figured. Everyone had a CGI/claymation look to them, too. At this point, I was getting sorta depressed, because I didn’t really want to spend eternity here. Plus, I was stuck [forever] in a sweaty Bad Wizard tee shirt, pants that were falling down (I couldn’t work my belt buckle), and some bad hair. Forever. Nothing looked comfortable, either, but the couch by the door seemed non-threatening, so I laid down. Keep in mind, I had no alcohol, and my heart was beating pretty fast (hence, the sweat), but I’m not sure if I actually fell asleep. I could hear Black Nasa, but it sounded nothing like them. Then, I could hear Roarfiend, but it sounded nothing like them, either. Somehow, I came to, or woke up- I’m not sure which. I started walking around, in a haze, and heard the last Roarfiend song, which sounded good, and a bit more like what I was used to. My pupils looked like man-hole covers, though. I didn’t say a word to anyone, because I still had no idea what happened… it was actually way stranger than what I’ve written. I took the train home, without my discman on (which I never do), and everyone was staring at me. I even called Carol at 3am to ask “what happened during Delicious”, because I still wasn’t sure.
The next morning, my pupils were still huge. The odd thing is, I’ve done plenty more drugs than that, in a night, but this one really fucked with me. I’m still a little rattled, and it’s Monday. This would have been one for the medical books, if I could have recorded my brainwaves, or something. Anyway, next weekend, I’m gonna go a little easier on the syrup & shrooms.
Plus, I need to see Delicious [tonight] while I’m not tripping. They were truly amazing.
Camp Bisco IV - jambands.com review
Kicking off the festival on Friday was Delicious, who were an odd choice to get the party started. But where they failed to liven and enthuse the crowd with the typical guitar wanking, they laid down some very heavy, psychedelic metal-edged riffs. It set the tone for the entire festival: this was not going to be a hippy dippy love fest, this was the dark side of the jamband world.
Delicious - self titled
Reviewed by: John Pegoraro (StonerRock.com)
Sancho Records
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A band is as strong as its weakest member. Delicious have none.
This North Carolina based, all instrumental trio has released one of the strongest collection of psychedelic rock I’ve heard in awhile. The three songs - “Identity,” “Nasty Bitch Roll,” and “Chameleon” - are all expansive, fluid songs that have the better qualities of jams without meandering aimlessly.
The album sounds live (I’ve seen them in clubs a couple of times, and the only noticeable difference is there’s an even mix throughout), but the songs are layered, with parts fading in and out of the mix. The best way of describing it is as organic. The song structures aren’t conventional, but nor are they on the fringes of rock. There’s just a natural flow to the progression.
Guitarist Toby Bryant deserves a fair share of credit for this. His playing alternates between a heavy style similar to Stinking Lizavetta or 35007 and effects-laden phrasings that are on par with the better parts of Pink Floyd. But its drummer Mike Irwin and bassist Josh Rosenstein that make Delicious shine. The two lock together, playing as one. They’re about as solid a rhythm section as you can get.
I’ve had this album for close to three months now and with each listen, I’ve found something new. And a year from now, I’ll probably have discovered more in the three songs on this album. Highly recommended.
Live review from SHoD VI
It was only Friday night, but I had felt like I had already gone 15 rounds with Mike Tyson. I needed to soak my feet in a bathtub. Well, if there was a musical equivalent to this yearning for comfort and massage, Delicious fit the bill perfectly. As their name implies, their sound is warm, gooey, spacey and psychedelic. I don’t know what it is, but this genre, ever since Karma To Burn, has produced some of the most addictive instrumental bands ever — and Delicious definitely need to be considered at the top of this under-appreciated genre. The infectious landscapes that these guys carved with their trippy noodling were the perfect way to end the first night. You know their set was amazing when, after already four hours of music, you are disappointed that they are finished.
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