Wouldn’t it be totally lulzy if I posted a picture of the Seattle landmark and was all like “no, not that Space Needle, silly?!” Oh em gee, that would be hysterical. But since I have no sense of humor that I’m aware of, that won’t happen. Instead, I’d like to talk about how Space Needle (the band) is the fuzziest ever. I’m talking Snuggle Bear fuzzy. And by the way, this is not product placement, I’m really into Snuggle Bear. I fucking love talking bears.
I want this shit, for real:
Space Needle hailed from the always forward-thinking Providence, RI scene in the mid-’90s, recorded some choice cuts, suffered serious identity crises, and retreated back to the bat cave by ‘97. In 2006, a retrospective, Recordings 1994-1997, was released to salvage these psych gems and make them accessible to a new generation raised on the Flaming Lips. Lush pop interwoven with noise experimentations and blissed-out astral jaunts, Space Needle laid the groundwork for a lot of what’s going on right now without proper attribution.
“Sun Doesn’t Love Me” sounds like a crafty, masterful prophecy of what was to become with The Soft Bulletin and the like. “Old Spice” features a minimalist approach with an amazing, driving, dilluted pitchshifting riff that melts into a squarewaving static explosion. Less is more. The totally viscous “Scientific Mapp” is my favorite, though. It makes the eyes dart back and forth. It’s also really fuzzy, as mentioned.
MP3 :::
Space Needle – Sun Doesn’t Love Me
Space Needle – Scientific Mapp
Space Needle – Old Spice
