Take a listen to the first track off Melbourne’s The Beegles November 2013 release Daytime. Nutty, bizzare tanked out lo-fi that sounds something like what King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard‘s Oddments should have sounded like. Warm, guitar tones, drums that sound like they’ve been recorded in a shipping container, some randomised synthesiser oscillations, warbling brass and unidentifiable woodwind instrumentation give it a Sgt. Peppers sound that is hard to ignore.
The Beegles sound like they’ve just stepped out of a time machine from the 60’s – armed with the knowledge that psych music would be cool again in 2014. Catch them at The Evelyn Hotel tomorrow night.
This Saturday (17th May) will see the band launch their colourful sixties EP (with two bonus songs) alongside Greg Steps, who is also launching his Always A Drifter EP, at the Evelyn Hotel. Greg, the Bob Dylan to the Beegles’ Beatles, is a singer songwriter with a unique and talented storytelling skill. Think of Will Sheff or Conor Oberst – narratives intensely and miserably personal yet universally applicable wind their way around alt. country strumming and piano riffing.
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In support for both acts will be the equally low fidelity Empat Lima, who is apparently harder to track down than Carmen Sandiego, and The Lovely Days, who play pretty standard Melbourne rock music. I dunno what it is about Melbourne rock, but it just sounds different to rock music from anywhere else in Australia – more balladial, less distortion, more tambourine and more sweet organ riffs. Anyway, check their sounds out below.
Tickets are ~12 dollars from Oztix, or $16 on the door which is a bloody bargain seeing as with the ticket you can grab two yes, you read that right, two EP’s. It’s also a bargain considering that in one night, you’ll be able to hear bands that satisfy both your deep seeded desire for the sexy sixties LSD go-go lifestyle as well as the miserable, acoustic guitar truth of living in a loveless post-9/11 world of lost innocence.
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