Chrome Hoof
- Location: London,
- Website:
- Bio: "I, a lone ship's biscuit, was the only witness of sound enough
mind to relay the following events...
Our malfunctioned vessel drifted downwards in the briney ooze
while the ... (more) - Bio: "I, a lone ship's biscuit, was the only witness of sound enough
mind to relay the following events...
Our malfunctioned vessel drifted downwards in the briney ooze
while the groaning super-structure straddled Crush Depth -
instantaneous pulverization. In these moments pregnant with
doom and collective madness, personnel had elected to arm all
thirteen torpedos and fire them simultaneously into the black
void that cradled their chromium craft. These probes of
destruction were equipped with untested launch programs:
Crystalline, Labyrinth and the Core Delusion, so no-one aboard
knew what abominations were about to be unleashed. Then,
Deadly Pressure crackled in the air whilst our spirits were
temporarily lifted with tales of Bunker's Paradise - the
legendary domain whereby one can reside for evermore if able
to propel themselves forward, beyond the twin guardians of
the Anorexic Cyclops and the ever-ravenous Vapourise unit.
The enclosed audio platter, serves as a document to the hour
that followed."
It has been two years since Chrome Hoof voyaged to our blue
planet offering their utterly entertaining Pre-Emptive False
Rapture and rose to acclaim, and as the preceding scriptures
would indicate, these cloaked eccentrics have been on quite a
journey ever since, resulting in yet another fantastical musical
masterpiece. And now, Southern Records are locked, loaded
and ready to launch their second full length Crush Depth. You
will be pleased to hear that they have lost none of their
bonkers energy, superhuman chops, interlocking grooves and
turn-on-a-dime dynamics and have expanded their sound with
the addition of dreamy prog passages, other-worldly
psychedelic interludes and more vocal interplay. Not to mention
appearances from legendary French maverick J P Massiera, Will
Summers of Circulus, James Ford (SMD) and members of
Cluster. It variously sounds like the soundtrack to a lost
episode of Blake’s Seven, the best disco Grace Jones never
performed at, the inside of a Black Hole, and The Apocalypse.
In other words, they have ramped it up to full throttle and
found an extra gear that even we didn't know existed.
Crush Depth is the ultimate encapsulation of this undeniable
band’s powers. We defy anyone who isn't moving their feet,
and waving their arms around like lunatics by the time the
album reaches its stratospheric climax, entirely enjoyable.
To put it simply, it sounds like the future. We are slowly
catching up with Chrome Hoof. We should not be scared. (less)
