| Member Since | 8/18/2006 | | Band Members | infinite numbers of insects from San Francisco radioactive warehouses to mysterious Florida owlbarns..... | | Influences | incredibly strange music | | Sounds Like | Warped and demented. Telepathik Friend aren't coming for you, they're already inside your head. They're here to remind you to seek truth (or is it untruth?). That florescent yarn rules your existence and that, in fact, you hardly exist at all.You may as well put on your headphones and lay yourself out on the floor- you're gonna be there for a while. They are "a time travel tune that uses frequency and fabric for non-reality weaving". This all makes perfect sense after you've had a listen. Telepathik Friend use a slew of instruments, knick-knacks and utilities when performing. They're mysteriously cloaked masters of manipulating bizarre black hole sounds and completely insane live. Childlike and haunting, they're perfectly spaced out and momentous. If White Noise had a party with Os Mutantes and they both overdosed on heroin, they're spirits would join and, in turn, create Telepathik Friend. -Zombelle Urchin
Three strange creatures appear from out of nowhere, seemingly clad in rags, jewels, fur, and bright, bright primary colors, looking like they stepped out of a particularly jarring scene (aren't they all) from the Dark Crystal. They assume places amidst Kirbyesque assemblages constructed at the foot of the stage. Mysterious pillars, cardboard/wooden instruments, and a small dais wrapped in Xmas lights, upon which perched a small four track recorder. Two musicians took places behind a fake organ and a fake guitar, soon to be miming, jerking and spasming like the Residents in super slow-motion or aliens reenacting the Beatles on Ed Sullivan. This is, of course, Omebi and the Telepathik Friends Orchestra. Telepathik Friend is a longrunning performance/art/music project. This reviewer was somewhat reminded of Charalambides, Loren Mazzacane Connors, Fursaxa, the long forgotten Zeek Sheek and the Slits, but then again, it was nothing like any of them. Separate songpieces merged into one painterly sticky whole. A hidden mouth beautifully sang words that might not even be words, a hand glides over controls and faders — the rush of twilit, prismatic sound rises and falls. The audience stared in rapt, open-mouthed attention, afraid to break the spell. The last song ended, the creatures disappeared into thin air. I hear tell that Miss Pussycat jumped up and yelled for an encore after they stopped playing. -INK19
Around 11, Telepathik Friend fried our brains with his animated “wrapping”, knocked some shit over and nearly strangled himself with mike chords in the process......If you can’t handle acts like Animal Collective, then seriously, stay away! But if you appreciate experimentation and find beauty in chaos then you would have enjoyed yourself thoroughly. A casual observer would probably scoff at Telepathik Friend rapping over psychedelic beats and intentional mike distortion or roll their eyes at his helmet made of day-glo pipe cleaners, but they aren’t paying any attention to what is really going on. " -J. Diablo | | Type of Label | Major |
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