- Audio CD (February 17, 2004)
- Number of Discs: 1
- Format: Import
- Label: Alliance
- ASIN: B0000ZUH1C
- Average Customer Review: 5 customer reviews
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Does the Cosmic Shepherd Dream of Electric Tapirs?
Audio CD | Import
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As a Japanese Soul collective, Acid Mothers Temple and The Melting Paraiso UFO are something of an enigma to the western world, and most likely to eastern ears too. Their music can be described as Acid-Rock, Experimental, Psychedelic or a whole host of genres dependent on the listeners mood. Does The Cosmic Shepherd Dream Of Electric Tapirs is not only a question deserving of an answer, but also the title of Acid Mother Temples first release on Space Age Recordings. 2008.
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"Daddy's Bare Meat" sounds as uncomfortable as the title suggests, resulting in a near perfect cacophony of competing psych noises (squiggly guitar solos, keyboard quasars, drum solos mid jam, a stumbling ending) that kicks off the album with reckless yet fun abandon. "Suzie Sixteen" evokes memories of early Zappa ("Freak Out"/"Absolutely Free" early) with a less than sincere falsetto wailing over a romantic acoustic progression. The Mothers' Ray Collins sounds like he is on vocals and I would not be surprised if the lyrics were about fuzzy dice and bongos in the back. This is an oddly placed laid back follow-up to the aggressive opener.
The surprising acoustic mood continues into the third track, "Hello Good Child", only with a more Pink Floyd "Meddle" vibe. The song really does not go anywhere over the course of its first six minutes, but the distant guitar noises in the back lend the song a subtly creepy vibe, while the keyboard heavy conclusion is space music at its purest. "The Assassin's Beautiful Daughter" arrives with flute in tow, further pushing the album towards a field of sunflowers and girls in sun dresses playing guitars and skipping. A little Tiny Tim weirdness creeps in and the keyboard additions mark this as definite AMT territory, but we are a long way from the drunken attack of the opening song.
Then "Dark Star Blues" arrives and the electric psych journey resumes. Over a plodding heavily strummed chord progression, voices wail, keyboards swarm, and guitars squiggle in a slow building march of acid music intensity. Even when the rhythm section drops out to highlight the vocals, the groove slowly churns beneath only to erupt into a menacing guitar solo. The middle third of the song visits territory reminiscent of the Grateful Dead's "Dark Star"- formless and spooky- before the sonic stampede resumes with guitar playing from another planet (though those may be the sounds of the electric tapirs from the album's title). This is an epic twenty-four minute track made all the more effective by the acoustic tomfoolery that precedes it. The album closes with "The Transmigration of Hop Heads", an eighteen minute track that manages to do nothing but soak in Pink Floyd "Shine On Your Crazy Diamond" inspired keyboard waves.
On the whole, "Does the Cosmic Shepherd...?" is a decidedly mellow affair, especially for an AMT album. The two "loud" tracks are different in nature and definite highlights, while the acoustic material in between is strong enough to satisfy those in mood for a mellower psychedelic journey.
Plus, the sound is great.