✮A Wicked Company✮ officially welcomes Sacto diamond skronk enthusiasts and enchanted booglarizers ✮G. GREEN✮ to our 2013 seating of sonic combustible art!
Diamonds, you ask? ♢Noise pop diamonds, pal♢
Although the past thirty years have witnessed enough sidewayz gonzo pop excursions to construct a honey bridge from Twisted Village to DJ Rick’s secret cabin in the Sierra Nevada, ✮G. GREEN✮ slash forward anew with all the restless verve of unsullied IPU emissaries, eager to anoint with blood soaked homilies of consecrated pop burn. We’ve not heard anything quite like this.
A Wicked Company’s first live encounter with ✮G. GREEN✮ was in the company of a couple hundred Brooklyn 285ers just ten days after Hurricane Sandy ripped the area a new one. Their set was a venue enforced quicky that left us pining for more, especially since their summer 2012 mt.st.mtn gem 'Crap Culture' and 12XU dizbuster 'Funny Insurance' 7" had yet to wear out their welcome. We chatted up newish guitarist Mad Mike Morales afterward, all the while staring at the Beefheart pin adorning his vest. It was clear the G. Greenz were on some other level.
Several months later and here we are. This ‘Our Boss’ extended play highlights a future classic from the future classic 'U.S.A. Don’t Run', plus three killer kandy korns. Yes, they sound so good you want to eat ‘em. One track is called “Soap”, and it capably serves as a wonked alternate theme to the 70's sitcom that launched Billy Crystal’s career. It's totally whirlybird.
Their sound? Dapper newbies Simi Sohota and Mad Mike erect gulchered dormers for Andrew Henderson’s skewed slay track squelch. For his part, Andrew conjures slanted broadsides of suburban kissypoo blood rituals, sourced from some tipped recess of the soul; which is to say the guy writes potent songs of longing and weirdosity. If that’s not enough, then brace yourself for Liz Lile’s perverse trigger cut glint, unsanish in her freaky octopoid looseness. She steers the whole endeavor toward a flumed rendezvous with ¡kablam!
Only 300, and when they're gone, they're so gone.
“Nothing is duller than a progression of common chords. One wants some contrast, which breaks up the clear white light and makes it iridescent.” Denis Diderot, Rameau's Nephew (1762)
released March 15, 2013
Andrew Henderson: slay track squelch
Liz Liles: trigger cut glint
Mike Morales: Beefheart pin
Simi Sohota: dark beard juju
✮G. Green✮ thanks Betty and Steve, DJ Rick, Robby, Gerard, Screature, Melissa, Annie, Robert, Patrick, Baus, Darling Chemicalia, Anthony, Famiily and friends
✮A Wicked Company✮ additionally thanks Ellyn, David Crunelle and Jake Cosloy
A Wicked Company is a NYC based distant relative to ye olde Vertical Records by way of some carbonic DNA (FB link below).
AWC will serve as our current rent party for cosmic crunk, outer limits, fire music, mutant zoundz, stuzzadelic noise, beard rock and a 2013 vintage of combustible sonic arts. We also partner with secular coalitions and practitioners of free thought akteon....more