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LP Tracklisting
A. Don’t Call It Anything (Part 1) 20:51
B. Don’t Call It Anything (Part 2) 20:47
Players
Jim Haney
Sean McDermott
David Khoshtinat
Ricky Petraglia
Tom Weeks
Ben Talmi
Makoto Kawabata (Acid Mothers Temple)
Lucas Brode
Isaiah Mitchell (Earthless)
Olivia Kieffer
Tyler Skoglund
Chang Chang (Hibushibire)
Boston’s underground psychedelic/space
rock mavericks Perhaps return with album number 7, their third for
Riot Season after ‘V’ (2017) and ‘Hexagon’ (2018), with a cast
of guest musicians in tow.
‘7.0’ sees the band in up-tempo mode
with an almost space-disco vibe in parts. Guest musicians include the
premier tier triple guitar attack of Makoto Kawabata (Acid Mothers
Temple/Mainliner), Isaiah Mitchell (Earthless) and Chang Chang (Hibushibire)
who add weaving sonic layers to the mix of space funk rhythms and
discordant electronic bursts. ‘7.0’ is the perfect soundtrack to a
forty minute fucked up trip. Maybe try it yourselves?
Two tracks long, each side clocking in at
20 minutes plus, ‘7.0’ could be the album that pushes Perhaps out
of the shadows at long last.
300 copies, all pressed on white vinyl in
reverse board printed outer sleeve.
There was a terrible egregious shift in
vibration the day the transmission arrived. It came to me in a dream,
as was natural for these particular occurrences, and left no time for
preparation. The sound was unmistakable, a low baritone that echoed
wildly and reeked of ancient fumes. A deeply monumental and monolithic
apparition stood before what appeared to be a crowd of hexagonal
beings. The vibrations worked through them in an apparent
communicatory way, though would be impossible to translate in any
logical linguistic fashion. I don’t know how but I knew they were
aware of me, though their disposition was imminent of their
consciousness as being collective, rather than individual; and were
largely unbothered by my presence.
Once the transmission had finished it was
clear that there had been a tamper. The kind of which Id seen
before, and had resulted in definite yet undefinable change in the
fabric of reality.
I initially stumbled upon the odd and
highly dangerous musical practices of Perhaps while on an assignment
in Bermuda. There had been rumors of a local tribesman partaking in
occult practices, of which I knew was native strictly to the Goat
Bleeding Bad Men of the Congolese jungle. These rumors intrigued my
journalistic nature, so I took the afternoon off in the hopes to
possibly glean something that would be an easy pitch to a tabloid back
home.
Upon arrival it was clear there was a
strange foreign intervention within the community of the tribe, which
was largely uninhabited upon first glance. Much of the surrounding
foliage had been strung with the entrails of various animals and there
were several disturbing fixtures composed of bones and various organs
lining the commune. I managed to track down the tribesman, who
appeared to be in some deep trance and was entirely unable to
communicate, though seemed to be fixated on a single task: the drawing
of a peculiar symbol. My researching the symbol resulted in only one
hit, a piece of musical literature by a band Perhaps, who I later
found to be recording in the area just weeks before.
It didn’t take long for me to become
fully fixated on Perhaps, who were anything but coy about their
whereabouts and metaphysical practices. Wherever they went a small
commune followed, which was typically composed of deranged acid
freaks, occultists, and Norweigian dairy farmers who had sold all
their assets to follow the band after “hearing their music speak
from the mountains”. After managing to crack into one of their camps
that was stationed in an abandoned motel, I spoke with Jim Haney of
Perhaps regarding their cultish practices, who gave little in way of
detail but claimed to be working towards a deconstruction of reality
through a linguistic utilization of vibration.
My stint with the cosmic beings through
the telekinetic transmission had lead to one conclusion; that Perhaps
have been in the works on something new. It seems as if they may have
landed on the result which Haney had mentioned years ago. Through my
continued interest I’ve procured the names of other members of this
current project, which include: Sean Mcdermott, Tom Weeks, Ricky
Petraglia, David Khoshtinat, Ben Talmi, Makoto Kawabata, Lucas Brode,
Isiah Mitchell, Olivia Kieffer, Tyler Skoglund, ChangChang. Though I
can’t say exactly what is to come, it seems as if the ideas that
were proposed during my initial meet may have been surpassed.
Perhaps’ plans have begun to surface, and we are all at risk, for
whatever that means. The great column and the vibrational prismic
beings have shifted their attention to earthly matters, it would be
foolhardy to not heed their warning. Though, self-preservation may be
an impossibility.
Sam Hailstone Dec 24/ 2019
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