15 Aug 2013
How Goat can save your life (according to Vice)
Vice's TV channel Noisey was at the Oya festival last weekend and got a bit excited by Goat:
Thank god for Goat.
Goat is a fucked up Swedish knock-off of a Nigerian 70s funk band. They wear feathers and masks and traffic cone hats and if you haven’t heard them, you’ve never heard anything like them. It was their frenetic pounding beats that woke me, and that’s why I credit Goat with saving my life (or at least saved me from getting robbed or whizzed on, which—in my opinion—is worse than either of the other two). I started awake, made sure I wasn’t mysteriously damp and still had my phone, and wandered into the tent where they were playing. Having grown up in Oregon, in vague proximity to the Oregon Country Fair, I have a healthy aversion to people wearing cloaks or feathered headdresses or identify as being in a collective, but Goat’s music won me over instantly in the same way that a cult is always willing to welcome more members. While a Goat concert is clearly an exhibitionist extravaganza, they aren’t using the spectacle as a slight of hand to cover crappy musical skills. The seven members are technically adept at producing their world beat via Laurel Canyon sound. The members are all anonymous and secretive, which leads some to speculate the members are accomplished, established Swedish musicians having a laugh. While Goat’s music isn’t entirely new or unique, their style is undeniable and their commitment to surreal psychedelia is hard to argue with making Goat one of the most memorable shows at the festival so far.
Read the full review here: Noisey
Plus also, go here for a review of Goats Way out West Festival performance that was also last weekend. Picture above by Linnea Amling was kindly nabbed from this review.