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Psychic Paramount: Gamelan Into the Mink Supernatural

Psychic Paramount: Gamelan Into the Mink Supernatural

Label:No Quarter
Format:Album
Media:CD
Release Date:2005
Genre:Hard Rock/Metal

By Bret McCabe | Posted 5/4/2005

Psychic Paramount is fucking loud; no other way to put it. And throughout Gamelan Into the Mink Supernatural the New York trio sounds like it recorded with adrenaline bristling the skin for its full 35 minutes, bodies amped and amps pegged, unleashing an evil comet of hyperactive heat that boiled the engineer’s brain through the headphones.

Gamelan welds a turbocharged rhythm section to a guitarist standing at the corner of Blue Cheer and Wayne Rogers, and combined they shoot out something akin to the Velvet Underground’s “Sister Ray” played at 78 rpm with a C-clamp biting down on Lou Reed’s scrotum to stymie singing. Drummer Jeff Conaway controls the intensity—which varies from ungodly heavy to building the energy to maintain the ungodly heavy—and guitarist Drew St. Ivany and bassist Ben Armstrong, ex-Laddio Bolocko blokes, stay in step like riled infantry, able to keep up but none to pleased about a 15-mile hump. And once everybody hits double-, triple-, and then quadruple-time, Psychic Paramount plows over whatever’s in the way. Unforgiving storm clouds of cymbals, reverb, snare throttle, and feedback churn over each other in the opening “Megatherion,” which thunder-claps into “Para5” with the trio already at a speedy clip and St. Ivany’s wrist-flicks muzzle-flaring distorted rockets over Armstrong and Conaway’s noisy cover fire. Now, sustain this madness for three more tracks that each break the six-minute mark, and pick your ass up off the ground when the smoke clears.

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