Some albums you just get instantly; some albums take time and the right circumstances. And then there are some albums that you can be fairly sure you'll never be able to comprehend, let alone enjoy. Such is the case with The Holy Family's debut, out today on Rocket Recordings.
I don't doubt that a small but select group of people will be appreciative, and I'm also well aware that with improvisational psych like this it's very much about the journey rather than the destination, so patience and a willingness to let go of linearity are prerequisites. And yet, for me, it's a bad trip, and one of those periodic reminders that my tastes are actually a lot less leftfield than I might like to think.
Here's my review for Buzz.
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