have you been faking the sounds?

There is nothing original about Parchman Farm's sound if you are fan of music from the late '60s through the early '70s. But in Parchman Farm's case it doesn't matter. The four members of the band walked on the tiny Independent stage and ripped through four songs in thirty minutes. The pauses between songs were short. The songs were long. And they never said a word to the crowd but I was hooked.

Drum kit. Bass guitar. Male lead singer. And impressive female back up vocalist on lead guitar.

The songs start and end with the guitars battling for control of the sound. The percussion fills the room before the vocals guide us on the stoner's journey. And the fuzz of the guitars lead it home.

 

Black Mountain drew an impressive crowd on Sunday night. The Vancouver collective played an hour long set with a fifteen minute encore. The only thing missing was the saxophone that is prevalent on a few songs on their self-titled release from Jagjaguwar records. All but one of the five players on stage had a mike. I wonder if the keyboard/synth/knob-turner felt left out. The harmonies were great though. Drums, bass guitar, male vocalist on lead guitar, and female vocalist with the tambourine and shaker up her sleeve. Great stage presence. Again, not much with audience conversation. Banter is a necessary treat for long time fans, but with bands I'm less familiar with, I like to focus on the music.

All and all the night fucking rocked.