Paul Kidney Experience (Australia, Psych)

Paul Kidney is Mr. Psychedelia, according to what he says.



Paul Kidney Experience were formed as an Aussie Psychedelic / free Jazz / Noise / Experimental project, fronted by Paul and backed by mob of noisemakers. In 2011 they released "Radio Transmissions", created via their two radio sessions ... very sensational, very courageous, and very enthusiastic against mediocre music scene ( ... I consider hahhaha).


Radio Transmissions (2011) - Paul Kidney Experience

In the first track “Dustberries”, first of all, very impressive percussion and flute (recorder?) sounds along with primeval tribalism absorb us, as if we could foresee something weird and ritualistic. Paul's voices are awesomely aggressive and eccentric, fuzzy noises through psychedelic twin guitars are rumbling and quaking ... and mysteriously, the mixture with both elements can be addictive for us. Suggest their stuffs may be called as psychedelic violence, that reminds us loud Space Rock by Acid Mothers Temple blended with Brutal & Industrial Hardcore like Napalm Death or AxCx, especially in the first part. The structure of this combination is quite unique. On the contrary, the middle turf is simply spacey based on flexible drumming and garagey and a bit stoner guitar battles, violently seasoned with Paul's terrible (sorry!) barks. Give us an expectation, and the last scene goes to a quiet apocalypse with eerie percussion tinged with tribalism as we can hear at first ... infernal cries and tough palpitation left in the end.



“Tardigrades” might be related to RIO offshoot movement these days, we can imagine? Percussive violence among a dizzy violin solo and scattering horn sections completely makes me think of a French bizarre Horde Catalytique Pour La Fin (“Gestation Sonore Suite”) or Red Noise (particularly in the song named “Sarcelles C'est L'avenir”). Cannot guess what, when, and how is going to pop up in front of us. Obviously more unrefined than the previous track, but contrary to that fact, very fascinating as if we keep an eye upon unexpected kaleidoscopic soundscape. Of course, Paul's voice rampancy is still thriving even here ... like dinosaur's growl. However, the chairman of this tune is, I'm sure, quirky percussion itself (and the vice-chairman is an analeptic horn section methinks!). The mob players' bulk should surge upon us without cessation of sound & noise blows, and until the epilogue their dramatic progressiveness can keep cool and creative. We can feel directly their experience and experiment via this track absolutely.

As not only transmission but never-ending story-telling, these two suites can ring our bell. Please enjoy, and go to inferno. :P