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A couple months ago (we’re talking mid-Spring ‘07, here), I received an email from Robotic Empire boss Andy Low commanding me to check out a couple of songs that a band from San Francisco called Wildildlife had posted online, immediately. I knew that the dude has a solid idea of what kind of sounds I’m into, so I pulled up the link immediately and was totally blown away by the two Wildildlife tunes that I heard. Heavy, crunchy riffage rolling over celestial FX freakout and gang choral voices, part pop, part neo-psychedelic noisiness, part metalloid skullcrush. Super melodic and catchy but vaguely menacing and dark all at the same time. The band toured through here about a month later, and I was even more floored by their manic live energy; the band summoned up a wicked whirlpool of dense distorto crunch and freaky singing, raging metallic percussive pummel, tribal rhythms and crushing effects-soaked guitars, subdued floatational drones and ecstatically gorgeous melodies, all let loose in a series of sky-streaking eruptions of psychedelic lowcore and swirling, cosmic sludge. Going back to a review that Terrascope Magazine wrote about one of the band's earlier CD-R releases, this sounds vaguely like Black Sabbath and Butthole Surfers jamming together with ancient forest mystics, an experience both brutal and beautiful, and which proves that Wildildlife have already established themselves as serious purveyors of blown-out psych heaviness.These guys have become one of my favorite new bands, and I’m MEGA excited to be presenting their first full length Six through Crucial Blast. The CD version of Six comes in a posh, full-color 4-panel gatefold jacket printed by Stoughton Printers, which houses the disc and a full-color 8-page booklet filled with amazing, surreal photographs by Sabina Holber.
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