Whirlwind. Braindamage. SUPERmindcrash. These are words that
'try' to describe SUPERCOVEN - an ep that I consider better than most
full-length albums ever recorded. But words are only words, and they so
brutally fail to capture the beauty of Electric Wizard. That's why you will
never read a proper review of the mighty wizard, for Jus Oborn's music is just
so good and not out of this world. Supercoven gathers in itself '60s
psychedelia, doom metal, stoner rock, and of course some material from the
cosmos that is still not named.
The first track, SuperMIGHTYcoven, starts off with something
that to me sounds (and looks) like a pink bubble dissolving into fluorescent
green gas of the oceans of Saturn. I say 'gas' because water is just not thick
enough to describe the sound of the song, the EP, or early Electric Wizard in
general. After the dissolving of the bubbles that to someone might also sound
like the departure of a rocket to outer space, you receive riffage that goes
for some time and then the God-like voice of Mr. Oborn joins the engine of the
machine and starts summoning the black sun master. The guitars and riffage try
to prepare you for the climax of the song where you should already be in the
end of your mind's capacity:
"Mindless fuckin' slaves, You're mindless slaves."
After these lines I just fail to say what the guitar does.
If I had to paint it, it would look like a huge river where other small rivers
mix their waters in the colours of the rainbow, but in more fluorescent
overtones. And gasoline bubbles surrounding them in the air. Wait, is there any
air in space? To me, this song is absolutely flawless and perfect in the
framework of perfection that The Wizard built during the years. It will sound
to your ears like reading the best H.P. Lovecraft story combined with drinking
ambrosia.
Burnout follows in the footsteps of its brother. It has the
same amount of psyche in the music, only the lyrical content is EVEN more
drugged and "chemical stained". It is the story of a guy who is so
high and out of his mind (but unlike other songs about drugs he is okay with
that) that he can't feel anything about the world. I, not being a drug abuser
(how lame), relate it to myself in a deeper way, especially:
"Dreams turned black I'll never see
Can't you see, nothing is real
Transparent world I cannot feel
I cannot feel."
This is the best thing about Electric Wizard, and even the
outsiders of the outsiders have something to relate to. For me, this EP passes not like 13 minutes and then 18, but like 3 seconds and then 8. Judge
for yourself. As my best friend often says, "If I hear that live, I'd blow
my soul off".
Overall, the production sounds very analog, the vocals and
drumming are not being emphasized on, but the guitar does its magic. Electric
Wizard are to be listened to in the dark when you're alone or in a smoke-filled
club. Or anywhere maybe because they just steal the light away.
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