oso, american draft, murder by death, sounds like braille, the mass, from monument to masses, sleepytime gorilla museum, keith jarrett, cheer-accident, frank zappa, form of rocket, iron maiden, skeleton key, dd7, adam's castle, hashbrown, pet ranch, camus, richard davis
"The four serious young men of Volta Do Mar seem to think that post-rock needs a healthy dose of prog-rock drama and technique; fortunately, they have the chops and creativity to make a potentially disastrous approach sound wonderful. While many toiling in Tortoise's wake have misguidedly emulated the group's most soporific traits, Volta Do Mar keep listeners on the edge of their seats with bracingly abrupt dynamics and unconventional melodies that suggest more than a few King Crimson and Don Caballero LPs in the band members' collections. These dudes also wisely realize that singing is best left to the few gifted souls who can genuinely do it properly."
...But Volta Do Mar rocked the loft hard. You could tell these guys loved every minute of their show, and the fans ate it up. If you told me an instrumental band (primarily, anyway) could get the crowd as involved as at this show, I would have told you you were nuts. But these guys did it. The crowd gathered in tight, almost completely around the four members of the band. And the guys went through most of their latest album as well as a few new tracks.
What set their show apart, however, was the introduction of vocals as a more important element. The louder songs when the singer/guitarist tried to use the mic were foiled by a bad sound system that rendered his words inaudible, but often the band members would just shout the vocals together, sometimes pausing to shout them out, and that's when it worked best. They got the crowd to shout along, they blasted away with their double-bass assault as the singer and drummer shouted along, and they all shouted together. At one point, the guitarist picked up an acoustic, walked into the thick of the crowd, and went into a full acoustic song, just singing into the air and perfectly audible. Now that's playing to the crowd.
Volta Do Mar were good when I saw them last, but in their element with a crowd that knows and loves them, they were downright awesome. Not necessarily their best show, I imagine, due to sound issues (and alcohol, I'm guessing), this was still a very fun show. And with the band singing more often, the crowd was even more involved. I envy Chicagoans for being able to see the band play in their element all the time.
The Nutmeg Effect
By (H+) M.S.G. (from the archives)
I can’t see anything now
The spice is blinding
There are endless colors and sounds
And rolling banks of milky clouds
On the backs of giant turtles, awake
Walking through a world of ash
And alabaster moons are circling
I can hear the demons singing
They look like you or me
But they aren’t saying anything
They said ten grams was the thing
And now I lost them somewhere
Back there is a fire, with satin tongues
And worms swimming in the rum
Bat-wing leeches are in the air
En mass they blot out an aqua sun
My skin was green then red
There was the smell of pine then cinnamon
They said 3 o’clock, but I couldn’t hear them
I couldn’t hear them.
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If you're still taking votes on new songs I vote 7/1000. The sound of day with 7/1000 is the best album opening i've ever heard. I am jealous of anyone who has seen you guys live
Not getting the chance to see you guys play live is probably gonna be what I'm thinking about when I'm on my deathbed and mulling over the things I did not obtain in life. So play some reunion dates near Champaign, for the sake of my life flashing happily before my eyes.
im an idiot and i suck @ life okay? sorry Truce? now: you guys need to get back together and come play in NY why'd you guys break up anyway? the musics awesome and I topped you for w/e thats worth.
Long hair shielding your glittering eyes From the truth you saw in us We wouldn’t let ourselves feel lonely There was always someone there for us The trust between you saw was total None could hope to have it taken Drawing circles in the dust Cloudy skies tomorrow for a touch Feelings never were in question This is how we saw ourselves Reflected in your brandy eyes Fighting the fear of being alone We believed in you
Sultry goddess, you spin the stars above us Bring questions to our answers Your prophesies sealing fates for use at a better time And no one is left alone By the cool grey cloth that fall between us Charts telling truths only you could see The patterns in the sky weaving A taste of clouds building, dangerous Vigil candles burning through the night We believed in you
You pierced the darkness and then You made us forget who we were You asked no questions, you didn’t care You already knew all the answers You were the first one out there And darkly you greet the sun They called you stubborn in the waiting But you knew you were the first one And you were the only one The sun was all your own know
Stretched out on the sand you showed no lines Your lotions went on smoothly disappearing Only grains of sand visible on your skin The sky found no impediment to you body You tore down all the barriers yourself You were the one between us and the rising sun But you were the one that blinded We could see no lines there
