The final night of Stumpfest VIII, headlined by the Oakland psychedelic throwback heavy-prog masters
STUMPFEST VIII: Once & Future Band
Carlton Melton, Kinski, Danny Carey Trio, Terry Gross, The Lavender Flu
3939 N. Mississippi Ave.
Portland, OR, 97227
Doors 6:30 PM / Show 7:00 PM
This event is 21 and over
Once & Future Band
Joel Robinow (keyboards/guitar/vocals), Raj Ojha (drums/recording engineer), Eli Eckert (bass/guitar/vocals) and Raze Regal (guitar) have been confidantes and conspirators for greater part of two decades, collaborating in Drunk Horse, Howlin’ Rain, East Bay Grease and many other projects. They have convened as "Once & Future Band" with the purpose of performing and recording Joel's massive library of songs before they are lost to the ages after the “Great Hard Drive Crash of '12”.
"In the vapor trail of “How Does It Make You Feel” you can smell the burnt ozone of a seventies-full-orchestra-nebula-pop-odyssey, the flakes floating down and landing on you like snow and giving you the grave-chills...the ash of a masterpiece pop song. Once and Future Band: this incredibly accomplished cabal of total prog wizards has cir- cled the earth, but then, these are the accomplished gentlemen of many former pur- suits (the formidable Drunk Horse among them) and all of them comets themselves. The very mid 70s vibe at work here surpasses pastiche, and crests that lovely anachro nistic conceptual peak: a fully realized and meticulously arranged psych record, meant to be listened to from top to bottom, with the lights down low and in a comfy chair perhaps, or while gazing out the window of your life pod. A Dark Side of the Moon feel, with shades of early Yes’s technicality, a dash of Steely Dan’s vocal prowess and effort- less sheen, and some seriously outsized hooks that call to mind the mighty ELO, Le Orme and yes, even the unsinkable Queen powered on Brian May’s tape echo jet fuel and sequined power cells...this is a head record in the classic sense but we swear to The Dark One that you will be trapped and infected by the pop-parasite. That it is largely self-produced (with tracking/engineering on three of the songs by Phil Manley at El Studio) makes it all the more jaw dropping. We didn’t realize how much we needed Once and Future Band in our life, but now that they’re here we can’t get them out of our brains or off of our stereo. Making prog cool again, again, and then slightly more complicatedly, again." - Matt Jones (Castle Face Records)
American instrumental psychedelic free-rock jam band.
Current members (2005):
Bass - Lucy Atkinson
Guitar/Vocals - Chris Martin
Guitar/Keyboards - Matthew Reid Schwartz
Drums - Barrett Wilke
Drums - Dave Weeks
90's male oriented experimental philcore pre-post indie San Francisco
The Lavender Flu
The new Lavender Flu album, "Mow the Glass", was recorded in the living room of a small house on a cliff overlooking the Pacific Ocean. You can hear it in the music. The Oregon Coast. The dream life of an Axolotl. The open sound of a band playing to an audience of endless water, sun, and sky. A bald eagle flew by the window every few hours; as if to remind the band where they really were. Still, the laughter was real, the freedom was magic, and the tambo was sprinkled like sugar.
"Heavy Air", the previous album, was a home recording project. The songs started with Chris on a guitar or a synth or a bowl of cereal and were built up from there. A rotating cast of friends and family helped flesh out the material. It could have been made in deep space or at the bottom of the ocean. Transmissions from a bedroom at the bottom of Pill Hill.
"Mow The Glass" is a reflection of the live experience. Four people playing together; working within the template of pop classicism. 35 minutes of music. This time, the Flu comes out of the water and spends a little more time on land: pop kicks, psychedelic derangement, beauty, spells cast via hate raga and rocker. The band moves backward, forward and sideways; often within the same piece. The music breathes. It doesn't deal in nostalgic regression or self conscious futurism. It just sounds like the Lavender Flu.
Or maybe Ursula K. Le Guin whispering to James Tiptree Jr. in heaven:
Follow the Flowers. They lead to a field of knives. Look to the Sewer. It's there where your teacher lies.
This music will crawl through your mind. Palpitating off the walls of incandescent android phone lights and lonely aching web pages. Streaming through reverse lives, lost in endless coded corridors, hallucinating connections to other humans via bitrate embrace.
The enemy is everywhere.
Mow the Glass. Return to me.
$25 ADV / $30 DOS
Mostly Standing / Limited Balcony Seats