Acid Mothers Temple gives us a scorching piece of psychedelic amazingness. AMT is one of the most far-out bands on Earth. They come complete with UFOs, and a band of cosmic wizards from the underground art/noise/punk music scene of Japan. This experimental rock music is described by the band as a transmission from outer space.
“Anthem of the Space” was originally release in 2005 on CD in Finland and is now being issued for the first time in the USA on Vinyl. Acid Mothers Temple is a collective with many members and multiple spin offs. Kawabata Makoto is the one constant in this bands 20 year history spearheading over 100 releases.
“Space Anthem” is one of their most accessible albums and stays true to the style which AMT developed over the years. Space Anthem is a 45 minutes piece spanning two sides of a pale purple LP; the album cover has an illustration of a long haired woman playing a sitar surrounded by flowers, butterflies, stars and planets looking like a lost piece of 1970s psychedelia.
Part 1 rests on the foundation of a repetitive riff. At first the sound is thin and exotic like an Asian lute. Immediately Makoto comes in with his iconic blazing guitar solos, incredible drumming and super cosmic synth soon follow the ever intensifying madness. It calms and reverb laced vocals enter; the song comes to a boil as the spaceship reaches its maximum speed. It then blasts further out through the glittering cosmos erupting with unimaginable force.
Part 2 starts off in weird ambient territory. The star travelers have gone a drift in the deep void of the cosmos. Their ears ringing with feedback and the interstellar instruments are beeping powering up and closing down. A humming in the void of space. A sort of stillness and meditate peace arrives and is soon broken with deep undulating tones and ringing high sonic bleeps. A sickening tremolo effect brings on an intense undulation. Suddenly the tension breaks and Makoto’s smooth epic cosmic leads bring the listener face to face with some of the most epic stoner rock guitar solos. The rhythm riffs continue to slowly shift and progress as the lead guitar breaks free of convention and enters totally experimental territory. The bands stops and a distant chant and an electronic tempura end the transmission.
Article by: Temple Rose