A strange poisonous gas has been leaking steadily into the basement, and it seems to have created a new toxic variety of mold that makes the hippies get violent. Hailing from Minneapolis MN, Lighted lay down aggressive synth squelch and circular diatonic guitar-scuzz over dead solid trap-kit booms and trance inducing zoner fuzz. Grimy biker-rock moves (ala Hawkwind sans fantasy gouda) combine with slamming rhythms, catchy pop hooks and epic kraut-drones to create these four killer tracks of contemporary white knuckle psychedelia, majestic and burnt.
Their first release \"Kingdom\" captured live improvisations from some of the earliest documented sessions as a trio, and the small run 2nd cassette offered two nice sides of low-fi impro grit, but this newest gripper contains 25 minutes of hi-fidelity themes honed by their recent handful of live performances.
Well sharpened, but loose-fitting song structures that drill into your frontal lobe until gradually turning themselves inside out and slow motion exploding into a swirling mass of colored lights and smoke. Heavily psychedelic and totally groovy.
