San Francisco's enigmatically named Wooden Shjips play a minimal, droning kind of garage band-influenced psychedelia with a noticeable '60s Krautrock influence.
Almost unintelligible vocals slip beneath the waves of throbbing minimal rhythms while fuzz tone guitar and shrieking organ freak-outs jump to the foreground and draw you into their primal vortex. It's not a sound that everyone will love, but one that resonates deeply with former (and present-day) heads and hippies.
Almost unintelligible vocals slip beneath the waves of throbbing minimal rhythms while fuzz tone guitar and shrieking organ freak-outs jump to the foreground and draw you into their primal vortex. It's not a sound that everyone will love, but one that resonates deeply with former (and present-day) heads and hippies.
