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Aqualung/The Warlocks/Palo Alto/The Veils : London King's Cross Scala
But for those of us who find earth music a little boring, Californian octet The Warlocks are more than happy to drag us aboard the drone-rock mothership for a trip to Saturn. Taking to the stage bathed in narcotic blue light, the band look suitably bored and unwell. Singer Bobby Hecksher stalks the stage like Jason Pierce leading an occult celebration of Los Angeles' seedy underbelly - with side orders of sleazy Hollywood glamour and drug psychosis in 'Moving And Shaking'. 'Song For Nico' is given an eerie tinge by the presence of tambourine-shaking keyboardist Laura Grisby, who's a dead ringer for the dead German idol. But by the time 'Shake The Dope Out''s diseased psychedelic drone arkestra rolls over, the crowd is owned, burnt and looted by the medicinal majick of the Warlocks.
The night, however, is not quite over: what better way to cope with the comedown from The 'locks' musical maelstrom than with VW-loving AM rock staples Aqualung? Trading in soothing, piano-led balladry, Matt Hales starts with 'Strange And Beautiful', audaciously dispatching The One From The TV Ad early on. But the contrast between Aqualung's downy, goodnatured piano-pop and The Warlocks' spacey drug-rock is utterly disconcerting, leaving NME as confused and drained than a night spent with Michael Jackson.
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