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It’s the shortest day of the year and Hills’ Frid album is bringing some summer warmth on a midwinter’s day — blasting, beautiful, fuzzed-out freak beat psychedelia from Gothenburg’s finest.
The kind of music that The Freak Bothers would have had singing from their stereo“Kollektiv” is like a slab of 1969 all rolled up in a glorious joint of mellow psychedelic madness. From its fuzzed out opening to its sitar-laden exit, this is the kind of music that The Freak Bothers would have had singing from their stereo. It so perfectly captures a certain era music that its coloured layers now seem out of time and space. There’s a slice of Blue Cheer mixed with the lightness of Tomorrow from ’67, and it’s time to get the joss sticks going.
Then the majestic lead guitar hits in and you are transported skyward“National Drone” builds like the beginning of “The End” by The Doors, with a mystical, otherworldly edge, like a boat ride down the Ganges as its rhythmic base carries the tune forward over sitar drone and the guitar interplay...
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