Another slab of spaced out kosmiche kraut riffage from these psychedelic warlords, their sound all Loop-ed guitars, propulsive in the pocket drumming, buried weary vox, all manner of lysergic effects, hazy distorted all over the place, locked into mesmerizingly repetitive grooves, sounds good huh? Anyone into Wooden Shjips, White Hills, Spacemen 3, if you haven't discovered these guys, you need to turn in your garage rock space drone trip out card RIGHT NOW. But it's not too late, grab one one of these, dim the lights, fire up the hookah, rev up the magic carpet, and let this shit send you straight into the heart of the sun. Unlike those other bands we mentioned, Eternal Tapestry is a bit more loose, on the verge of chaos, a drugged-out, raw as heck, punk kraut space rock, like locking Black Flag and Parson Sound in a basement full of wah and fuzz pedals and waiting for the destruction to begin. Their shit just keeps getting better and better. Invisible Landscapes picks up where their first Not Not Fun LP, Mystic Induction, left off, only this time the boys seem to have polished their sound. Don't get us wrong, E Tap still brings that raw, blown out tube amp destruction, but the trio seem more solid, more graceful about balancing their rawness with in the pocket rhythms and more clear cut song structures. The sound is a bit more unhinged and abstract, the songs slipping into some mathiness here and there, some free psych freakouts now and again, but always finding their way back to THE GROOVE. It's Hawkwind worship of the highest order for sure, but filtered through a more modern drone-psych vibe. The A-side is absolute acid fried space jam bliss, any one into any of the above bands who lays their ears on this, will immediately have a new obsession. The flipside is much more soulful and laid back, the drumming super minimal, the guitars chiming and glistening, tons of wah wah (of course), killer hooks too, all over the place... Invisible Landscapes also touches on some new territory for the group, at times veering into a fast paced, hypnotic, machine-like plod, kind of like the Stooges covering a Suicide song, pretty damn sweet. Nick Bindeman and Dewey Mahood send hazy vocals and blissed out guitar solos into the grey sky while Jed Bindeman pounds away on his kit like a lawless locomotive with his sights on the horizon. Heavy hitting, blistering psych-punk that will keep you head banging 'til the early morn, and then there's the closer, a total classic space pop ur-jam, dipped in fuzzy crunch and shoegaze shimmer. NICE!

Hailing from the fertile pastures of Portland, Oregon; Eternal Tapestry have been not-so-quietly breathing fiery life into the underground scene for a couple years now. Taking cues from historical monsters such as Hawkwind, Amon Duul II, and the PSF label ; these gentlemen succeed in creating music that references the past without slavishly imitating it. With each release, Eternal Tapestry refine their heady mix of motorik throb and noisy gristle. "The Declining Star" cassette finds these nomads hurtling toward the center of the sun . Opener "Ascending" hurls out of the gate with a scuzzy dirt riff riding a ferocious teutonic beat. A second guitar joins the fray, adding alternating blasts of white hot melodic fury and artfully sculptured noise. Soon enough the main riff drops out and is replaced with a jaw dropping low octave crunch groove blanketed with a shower of guitar deathrays . The remaining two tracks display a slower, more contemplative side but are no less interesting. The "Declining Star" displays a band of egoless jammers engaged in a conversation with the cosmos.

The brothers Bindeman hold down quite a few prominent positions in the new wave of sprawling psychedelia. Nick, who has appeared here before with his solo project Tunnels, also punches time in Jackie-O-Motherfucker while his brother Jed has continued to blister the skins in Heavy Winged among others. This isn't their first outing together, and I'll hope emphatically that it won't be their last, but this reissue of their all too limited Altar of Grass CD-r is much appreciated. The brothers have brought along for the ride fellow guitarist Dewey Mahood and Bob Jones (Evolutionary Jass Band) on bass. So, to say that there's a certain amount of talent running through the veins of Eternal Tapestry would be an understatement. Altar sees the band in calmer waters than I've sometimes heard them but the liquid edges of space rock they push into are welcome by any means. Taking cues from the book of Hawkwind and to a lesser extent Can, the band update that heritage for a newer generation of space/time traveler looking to fixate on the sympathetic tones of the stratosphere and lay on themselves upon the Altar. It's as complete a crossover of the limitless reaches of space rock and the earthen beat of tribal as there ever was. The band has also released an LP on NNF which may be seeing the last of its run but here's hoping for more from this ensemble soon. (Raven Sings The Blues)