Review:'Wilderspool' 'As All The Stars Begin To Fade'
- Label: 'Think Like A Key Music'
- Genre: 'Indie'
- Release Date: '4.9.26.'- Catalogue No: 'MOD 501'
Our Rating:
As All The Stars Begin To Fade is the debut album by Warrington's latest psychedelicist's Wilderspool who are a trio of Paul Trip Ryan, Dez Dr Rock Ryan and Stuart Wiff Smith who are hoping to bring blissed out acid fried pop to the masses.
The album opens with White Wednesday, that today should be Rainy Grey Wednesday, that opens like they are slowly creating a psychedelic miasma, gentle percussion and backing before the Hendrix inspired riff comes in, they are ready to sip from a golden straw, allowing the acid flecked lyrics to stare at a flat sky, getting properly inspired and ready for a properly wild and interesting trip.
Mersey, Mersey opens with a sample about what you can and cannot tell Swedish people, while sounding a lot like Hillman Lighthouse's gentle bucolic psych wonderment, with a Byrdsian twist or two, while they praise the River Mersey while staying up all night and getting a bit anxious for when they might come back down once more.
Natural High they have been picking the right herbs and shrooms once more, are now naturally higher than high, getting blasted to melancholic hazy guitars and effects, while the stars begin to fade and they might have to come back to reality.
Space To Breath has them choking on fumes on the platforms at Warrington Banks Quays, while another diesel locomotive chugs on by, while dreaming of being down by the ocean inhaling clear air once more, this has supple acoustic guitar and almost not their percussion, giving this a meditative feel.
Wild Apple Girl is a trip back to childhood games of hide & seek, with the girl who live by the Wild Apple orchard they like to run around scrumping in, while playing cool Psychedelic guitar figures and organ parts.
Strange Voodoo takes them onto a Stone Roses baggy dancefloor, tripping out once more, trying to throw shapes, when they can connect to there bodies once more, so out their heads they seem to be, this is for the totally frazzled, who always get dazzled by squirrely tunes like this.
All That Glitters Ain't Gold isn't in love with the new gold dream, they won't be taken in by your cheap tricks and will run for cover, to keep the hell out of your way, while you keep claiming they will be the new Flowered Up.
I'll Get My Coat they want out, you have gone off the deep end, they want none of that nonsense in their lives, they will stick to the pills and thrills thanks, while the riff builds and builds, they spill the beans to why they have to get the hell out.
The album closes with the latest song to be called Rollercoaster, it's like an almost straight and not stoned out their gourds Spacemen 3 style, psychedelic trip on a rickety old wooden rollercoaster, this isn't sleek and smooth, it's more ramshackle and bumpy ride, when you are in love with this particular Warrington lass.
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