Articles by Martyn Coppack
Martyn Coppack saw Steve Hackett on his Genesis Revisited tour. “Nearly three hours later, we have been taken on a journey with the Hackett being the thread that has bound us all together. It’s almost too much to take in at first and its only later as the energy drifts off, that you realise what an astonishing show you have just seen.”
It’s a work of tripped out intensity and ticks all the boxes for the discerning psychonaut. An impressive and far out album.
On this album they create urgent spikes of electro mixed with a heady rock and roll, the kind that’s missing so much these days. They keep it minimal which works in their favour and over its brief life, this album takes you to the dark underbelly of the city.
Echoes and Dust’s very own Big Big Train fanatic Martyn Coppack caught up with Big Big Train founding member Greg Spawton to find out all about what makes the band tick. Pour yourself a glass of ale and join us for this epic journey aboard the train…
Taken on its own merits Grimspound can easily be regarded as a triumph, when put in context with the thematic concerns and how it fits in with previous BBT albums it is nothing short of remarkable
With the imminent release of their new live album Field Recordings, Martyn Coppack talks to The Fierce And The Dead guitarist and genial prog gentleman Matt Stevens. Much like the proverbial prog rock song with its ever changing moods, the conversation veered towards Slayer, “weird music”, gigging and Marxist biscuits…
For all their claims of psych being dead, and on this basis one thinks they may actually know that’s not true, The Cosmic Dead have created one of the most psychedelic albums yet.
If technical ability and deep concepts are your cup of tea then you’ll find much to enjoy here. For those who like their prog to have a bit of warmth and humanity you may struggle to attach yourself to it.
Maybe a bit too different for the usual prog fan, its hard to see where Big Hogg will find their niche, but by doing what they want to do, they will still find an audience. With the ability to cross over from breezy indie pop to prog they may have actually hit upon a wonderful formula.
A debut album of this calibre is rare and when they come along they become something to treasure. To get an album as fully formed as ‘The Fold’ both musically and emotionally is like striking water in a desert.
The band will have their detractors for being so revivalist, but let your mind drift and cut away inhibitions and you have a great album which begs for repeated plays.
Pontiak are at that point where they can pretty much do what they like and their fans will follow. They may be settling into a future of craft ales but it certainly hasn’t harmed their music making. In fact, you could even say it has revitalised them
Whether Orange Clocks are the band for you or not you’ll be hard-pushed to find a more original album this year.
‘Inerte’ is the kind of album that creeps up on you. It’s inbuilt familiarity brought on by the obvious influences enables you to fall in step with the band easy enough.
Psych music should always be about exploring the confines of the song that has been created and Hills have certainly grasped that
Song Of The Rose sits well with the rest of Arbouretum’s music and its dependable Grizzly Adams nature is a reminder that beyond politics and pain, America is a country of wonderful beauty and power.
One gets the image of Dwyer hunkered over his synths almost like a mad scientist. Synths bubble and boil whilst Dwyer throws the knobs and switches to create ever more mysterious magic.
It’s early doors for 2017 but provided we all survive this year, Gnoomes should easily find Tschak at the top of those dastardly albums of the year lists. Exceptional.
In anyone else’s hands this whole concept would have failed badly. On paper it has all the traits that made prog rock such a parodied genre. In Beggs’ hands and through The Mute Gods, he creates a piece of work which at times is simply stunning.
Coming so soon of the back of their excellent debut, this is an extraordinarily confident piece of music, which takes their sound into ever different avenues.
It’s a dense album and can take a good few listens before it sinks in. There’s a kind of addictiveness to it that makes you want to seek out more nuances, no doubt helped by the otherworldly shift in melodies which remain just out of reach to the listener.