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Review : http://www.kraak.net  And Sloowjob drifted along in the yellow backseat of the dronetrailer, a mellow trip through the Land of Flip with the headlights turned down to psychedelic slowmotion projection stand. French kissing and flying teapots with Cosmic Trip Machine. ‘Excellent,’ said Jos after the first tune and passed Jay around once more. Gnod still couldn’t believe they finally made it across the Channel to ring our bells cosmic style. The stupid jokes of Peter Walker, his recommendations for alternative psychedelic healing cures and amazing flamenco raga’s. The guerrilla gigs by pot head pixies Zaimph and Jenny Graf down in the dark of the bar. The Julie MIttens bassplayer who almost hit me while jamming epic in blue. Embryo who got the job done without Christian Burchard and Paki Funk, but brought in some true German slapstick. The demented chessboard and –players at the bar. Funny stories about a busdriver who refused to stop for a pee and listening non-stop to Brast Burn and Karuna Khyal while touring. Wolf City. Leffe. Duvel. Orval. The loudspeaker in the bar that broke down because of all that heavy psych. The hangover afterwards kinda sucked, but at least it was a cosmic one. Setlist : Lord Space Devil, Mantra, Amethyst |
