Morris Jelly-Drums Skidders-Guitar Michael Pike-Bass
Influences
CURRY
Sounds Like
"They've been around since the start of the century some time and were kind enough to send me a box of goodies a little while back. They've got a bunch of ltd run EPs, CDs, 10"s, split 12"s and probably a cassette or 8-track or two under their belt, and from what I've heard, it's all good. The band they remind me a whole lot of would be none other than the Stretchheads which means there's a fair dose of "wackiness" involved, but it's all in good humour and suits their schtick to a tee. Instrumental and heavy on the chops, occasionally falling apart in a free-jazz-style skree but then roping itself together in seconds, their prowess is put to expert use. The songs are short, sharp and over quick, just like a slightly more fleshed-out take on Punchline-era Minutemen. The guitar - whooaah, the guitar - is dynamite. It's got a D. Boon-like scratchiness, but the treble isn't so screechy that texture doesn't also enter the picture. I'm thinkin' Joe Baiza, James Ulmer and Peter Cosey, and no higher compliment can be paid. I've got the s/t 10", the split w/ the similarly-minded Mothguts, and even a copy of an as-yet-unreleased recording they did w/ the Soft Machine's Hugh Hopper just before he passed away earlier this year, and they all kill me. The Hopper recording is one long half-hour+ number which screeches, groans and fires up not unlike Universal Congress Of's debut, whilst the other two keep the attacks brief, with each song twisting and turning at a second's notice. This is music way beyond any kinda clever-clever shenanigans; it's highly evolved nonsense which gives me a kick every time, and some of the absolute best music hardly anyone has ever heard of being made in the year 2009. Take the plunge" LEXICON DEVIL
"This quintessentially British (i.e. wilfully deranged) power trio hail from deepest, darkest, er, Kent, and they are on a mission to crash your putrid minds. My cherry-popping HRMAG live encounter came as a complete surprise, what with me not knowing what to expect, so having not retrieved my brains from the wall behind me in time to make a coherent evaluation of their performance, what I'll do instead is refer to the second time I saw them. It was a depressingly under attended Qui support slot on a boat in Bristol on a wet winter evening, and despite having my block knocked off the first time, I installed myself firmly in the splash zone and braced myself. HRMAG got onstage with the minimum of ceremony and proceeded to crank out an almighty batshit insane instrumental jazz skronk rock workout that bought everyone from Don Caballero, Black Sabbath, The Kenny Process Team, Zu, Ornette Coleman, and (most of all) Captain Beefheart to mind. 'Songs' twiddled about for several passages, before falling in on themselves in a cacophonous blancmange of freeform wig outs, congealing back into some sort of structure just as our patience teetered on the brink, before repeating the whole crazed process again and again. It was a truly remarkable exercise in making something calculated sound so improvisational, brilliantly stupid in an adrenalin pumping way. As if that wasn't enough at the very zenith of the set, the butcher's smock sporting guitarist nonchalantly put on a welder's mask complete with strobe light stuck on it and set that going for a bit. By that stage, it seemed like the logical thing to do. Audience reaction ranged from adoration to bewilderment to straight up rage. Lets just say it will leave you affected" BAD ACID
"While I had an inkling of what I could expect from the curiously titled, Honey Ride Me A Goat - having spotted the words “free”, “jazz” and “experimental” in their description - nothing could have fully prepared me for the half and hour or so of music I was about to witness. There are many words I could use to describe the sound of Honey Ride Me A Goat, but ‘ordinary’ and ‘predictable’ would not be among them. Their songs had just about enough recognisable beats and scales to keep them the right side of plain ol’ racket. However while the music made the occasional foray into the recognisable, in between bouts of sheer sonic insanity, the fact that both guitarists wore aprons throughout their set meant their appearance on stage was firmly rooted in the absurd. Having said that though the guitarist’s custom-made welder’s mask with working strobe light - which appeared during the climax of their set - did add a certain je ne sais quoi to the band’s slightly odd onstage appearance" NOIZE MAKES ENEMIES
"Honey Ride Me A Goat are a strange band, and 'strange' would suitably sum up the nature of their performance. Experimental Jazz punk fusion is not what you expect from a gig where most of the audience have either never heard of John Coltrane or think that Duke Ellington owns Shrewsbury. Yep, Honey Ride Me A Goat perplexed the pubescent Topshop kings and queens of Norwich with a set of distorted Jazz scales insane melodies and intricate timings. For the night it seemed as if someone had dug up old Jimi himself, and pumped him full of Miles Davis jazz juice (no innuendo intended). The performance was electric and lively, but lost on the crowd and the gig itself; we all knew it kids…jazz just isn't cool anymore" CULTURE REVIVAL
"And this is a special night - there is a buzz in the air from the moment Kent-based Honey Ride Me A Goat take the stage. Despite the bear-like guitarist donning a pink apron at the start of the set, HRAMG are not a band to rely on gimmicks (although a home-made welding mask with a strobe light inserted in the forehead is a fun touch), and their jerky labyrinthine jazz-infused time signatures contain the occasional satisfying head banging moment. Their three songs do, admittedly, plough the same furrows, but when it's this much fun, who cares?" GETINTOTHIS
UN069 UNUNUNIUM - CD
(2009 UNLABEL)
FOETAL ORANGE NO.1
(2009 FOETAL ORANGE)
TAB VII - CD
(2008 BAD ACID)
STENCH OF MUSCLE - CD
(2008 STENCH OF MUSCLE)
ASS JAZZ VOL 1 - CD
(2008 THE PET GOAT RECORDS)
UN056 ÜNLAUT - CD
(2007 UNLABEL)
LAST EVER MUNKYFEST - CD
(2006 MUNKYFEST)
5 SONG DEMO - CDR
(2004 SELF RELEASED)
"WHEN ALL IS FLOWING WELL WITH THE COLON, IT FACILITATES FREE WILL AND INDIVIDUAL EXPRESSION, ENDURANCE AND A POSITIVE OUTLOOK ON LIFE"
"If Jazz was one nipple and Punk were another, HRMAG would be hanging from both, unsure whether to swing from one erect firm mammary or the other, or maybe just tweak both hard at once and let go"
UNKLE B
"Mental break-laden Jazz-Punk, constantly flying off on 300 MPH tangents of ear-raping intensity"
FACTFANS
“HRMAG’s music shifts tectonic plates in milliseconds, and then returns them to their places quicker than before!"
DIRTY ZINE
"Muso and Wanky"
NORMAN RECORDS
"Too structured to be 'noise', but too exhilarating to be anything other than something of a hybrid style"
GINTRAMP
"A hot, wet cake-mix of a Free-Jazz skiddly-doo"
FREENOISE
"It sounds rather like a mongoose might when trying to scratch fleas off its back and falling into a kettle cupboard in the process"
ALOUD FESTIVALS
"Best name for a band ever"
DAVID PAJO
“Dumb wave Math-Jazz chutney"
TATTY SEASIDE TOWN
“Ridiculously tight Curry obsessed chavs playing virtuosic hyper-complex Jazz Punk squawk"
FTSE100
"Spazzed out super-tight Jazz-Rock genius...Their guitarist may well wear a strobe light on his head housed within a diver's mask. Awesome"
JOHN AMINO
"The fine proposition of skittering hella-drums, incredibly loud, fragmental sludge-riffing and outlandish onstage headwear; all born from a strict diet of curry, drugs and weather report"
STENCH OF MUSCLE
"Still can't decide whether Honey Ride My Ass Goat were genius or idiotic"
MANTIS GEISHA
"Honey Ride Me a Goat wins the best band name prize hands down, but their exciting Zappa meets Dillinger Escape Plan sound deserves accolades too"
ANGRY APE
"Contradictory hardboiled rollercoaster math rock jazz-punk what-the-hell band from Kent"
ORGAN
"I demand to speak to the manager - who booked the support? This is wholly inappropriate"
OLD LADY, NORWICH
"A Beefheart instrumental stew"
WHISPERIN & HOLLERIN
"Straight outta “the garden of England” mashed on drugs and curries. Their music is an unbelievable, incomputable mess made with perfect precision. The guitar, bass and drum trio play in a remarkably scrupulous fashion yet paradoxically fill the room with a sound that’s chaotic, free and fun. Steering away from those macho mathematics, or quick and clever changes that you “don’t predict”, HRMAG play a customized nonsense of thumping intensity"
113DALSTONLANE
"Cariño Cabálgame Una Cabra"
PICORE
"Insanely tight and complex squalling jazz punk noise from these Kent based heroes of the UK underground"
READING ARTS
23rd November @ 13th Note, Glasgow with D Abraham Turner 24th November @ Kraak Gallery, Manchester with A Middle Sex - £4 26th November @ Tap, The Water Works, Southend with Lost Harbours - FREE 27th November @ Cafe Oto, London with Chora - £5
REASONABLE DOUBT - Metal from Medway, signed to Casket Music. Their live shows are intense and exciting, evoking power and passion from the pits to the bar - http://www.myspace.com/reasonabledoubt
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Please decrease your medication and give any of the left-overs
[including any partially chewed remnants] to Nursie, who will naturally
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We are currently ripped off our tits on the new jollop that the courier
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hey dudes, been seeing quite a lot of you recently! it is i, Andy of aPAtT and stand in guitarist for T'Laze. bloody good band you lot in my recently informed opinion. x
We thank you for the add! We’re just a small band, but we’d be delighted if you listened to our Garage Rock songs and you sent us any kind of comment!! ☠
This is the first set from the slightly tweaked Beach Fuzz line-up with Fliss Horrocks now playing guitar alongside Tom Settle and Nick Mitchell. Seven tracks of clattering drums, chugging and wailing guitars, screaming keyboards, mellow, lilting pastoral improv and moaned vocals.
Pay by Paypal to goldenlabrecordings@hotmail.co.uk
Hey! We've added a new demo here on our page. Its of a track we've been playing called Little Lost Lamb. Do please feel the noise and give it a show! x Thanks x
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