Posted in Whathaveyou on September 29th, 2025 by JJ Koczan
Amsterdam progressive psych explorers Temple Fang aren’t yet finished touring in 2025. They have November dates listed below with Sowt and others on a tour specifically localized to the Netherlands. I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised if a live record (at least one) came out of that stint, but even a month ahead of going, the four-piece who earlier this year released a bona fide masterpiece in Lifted From the Wind (review here) through Stickman Records are unveiling the string of dates that will carry them from Hellseatic Fest in Germany back toward Desertfest Berlin, where headliners Crippled Black Phoenix will feature. I haven’t seen a confirmation yet for Temple Fang at DF, but it wouldn’t be shocking if they’re added later, so that asterisk on the poster might disappear.
Lifted From the Wind is one of a handful of records I’ve heard this year — Year of the Cobra, Author & Punisher, Stoned Jesus, etc. — that’s contending hard for my album of the year pick, which, yes, I think about all year because I’m a nerd. Not going to apologize at this point; it’s been too long for that anyway. But the record’s on my mind, is what I’m saying, and it has been since before it came out at the end of April. I don’t expect that to stop between now and December. And I know my year-end list is nobody’s be-all-end-all, except perhaps my own — and even that, some years, I’m like, “Ah screw you, jerk” to myself (forever 2015) — but I hear a fair amount of music in a given day, week, month, decade, and I don’t think it’s a stretch to say these guys were an absolute standout in 2025.
So here’s dates from socials:
We’re stoked to announce we’ll be joining Crippled Black Phoenix on their European run in May 26, see y’all there! 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈
More TBA.
01-05 DE Bremen, Hellseatic 03-05 FR Paris, Petit Bain 04-05 NL Nijmegen, Doornroosje 05-05 DE Bielefeld, Forum 06-05 DE Køln, Volta 07-05 DE Karlsruhe, Substage 08-05 DE Aschaffenburg, Colos Saal 09-05 DE Lindau, Vaudeville 10-05 DE Reutlingen, Franz K. 11-05 DE München, Backstage 12-05 AT Vienna, Arena 13-05 HU Budapest, A38 14-05 CZ Prague, Rock Cafe 15-05 DE Dresden, Beatpol
For the upcoming NL tour, we’re psyched to be joined by some amazing bands, Eindhoven’s noise-mongers @sowt.band, Rotterdam’s dreamgazers @dazeinbed and our dear friend @ismenamusic_ . See y’all on the road! 🌈🌈🌈
Amsterdam-based longform heavy psychedelic rockers Temple Fang release their new album, Lifted From the Wind, April 25 through respected purveyor Stickman Records. Below, they’re premiering a video for “The Radiant,” and below that, in the blue text you’ll see kind of a brief background on the record that the band asked me to write a couple months ago. It’s not the story of how they got together, or the partnership of bassist Dennis Duijnhouwer (also synth) and guitarist Jevin de Groot (also percussion) going back to their time together in cosmic celebrants Mühr and probably well before that — both on vocals, they are more in harmony than they’ve ever been here, figuratively and literally — or of the deepened collaborative feel as the four-piece have solidified the lineup with guitarist Ivy van der Veer (also Myriad’s Veil) and drummer Daan Wopereis, both of whom also contribute backing vocals.
Lifted From the Wind isn’t the first Temple Fang studio LP, even if it feels like the beginning of their future. One might be forgiven for thinking of it as a kind of debut since it seems both so fresh in its delivery and so much like a moment of arrival and declaration for the band. And neither 2021’s Fang Temple (review here) nor any of the handful of live outings they’ve done since manifests their sound in the way Lifted From the Wind does.
This happens across an encompassing five-song/74-minute sprawl, and that is going to be an attention test for some listeners to be sure — I don’t know when the last time you tried to concentrate on anything for an hour was, but I’ve made a recent attempt and the results were nowhere near as gorgeous as the expansive verse and proggy twisting riffery, lush melody, heavy underpinning and welcoming grace of “The River,” which both gets outwardly heavier than Temple Fang have ever been and aligns their ethic of massive jamming around a structure of verses, allowing the band to tell their story in a different way than they have to this point.
If you’re worried, I get it. The jams are still there. We’re talking about a question of balance of the elements in Temple Fang‘s sound, and yes, as discusssions go, it’s heady, nerdy shit. Know this: If you’ve never heard Temple Fang before there’s still a decent chance Lifted From the Wind ends up on your list of 2025’s best albums, unless you have some moral objection to life-affirming heavy psychedelia, spiritual realization or, like, sunshine. I’m not saying the album is without its challenging aspects.
The 2LP puts “The River” and “Once” on the A and B sides, respectively, with de Groot‘s lyrics around the nine-minute mark in the latter, “Once you feel the sadness/You become the sadness/When you let it go/It finds another home/Shackles will explode,” leading into a tempo kick of swirl nonetheless plotted in its trajectory before the flow ebbs and the ebb flows, the build builds and they cruise, backing vocals arriving in a call and response on repeated lines until another starburst after 13 minutes in. Speedier solocraft and rhythmic rush ensues, but the last five minutes of Lifted From the Wind‘s longest track, summarized by the lyric, “Once you feel this way, then you surrender,” move into cymbal wash and ethereal noodling around this repeated mantra. Surrendering advised.
A belly breath starts “Harvest Angel” at the outset of side C, and fair enough. “Harvest Angel” bring shorter than “Once” by eight minutes gives it a more straightforward initial impression, but don’t be fooled, there’s a whole infinite of ‘far out’ in/out there to be explored. Languid at the start, and almost a little like ‘Temple Fang does the blues,’ the song transitions to a speedier, jazz-proggier stretch in its second half, everybody singing overtop, and though they give the listener a moment to recover afterward — nothing if not considerate — the intention behind the placement of the centerpiece feels all the more purposeful.
“Harvest Angel” and “The Radiant” are the only two inclusions to share a side, and de Groot‘s guitar-following vocals at the end of the former give the standalone drums at the beginning of the latter clear reign to create a feeling of movement. If you haven’t already stopped reading this and listened to the song — thanks, but don’t feel obligated to make the blah-blah journey — you’ll find it a resoundingly efficient encapsulation of what Lifted From the Wind is doing in terms of not grounding the band’s sound but giving new and solid shape to the skies in which they’ve largely heretofore floated. There’s an engaging hook delivered in harmonized layers, and with “The Radiant,” Temple Fang position themselves among Europe’s finer prog-psych .
Could it be a sign of a transition to a more verse/chorus approach? Hell if I know, and just at this moment it doesn’t matter. “The Radiant” is Temple Fang announcing themselves. They’re ready, and since the circa-2019 inception of the band, Lifted From the Wind is what they’ve been working toward. 15-minute capper “Josephine” gives serenity of guitar, gentle cymbals and vocals up front, moves with patience (and choice backing vocals throughout; not gonna spoil it) into a section of intertwining guitar reachout, purposeful twists and pulls somehow not struggling because the pace is so fluid.
They’re not a third of the way through when a more prominent lead takes over, beginning to shift in a section of all-in Dutch prog. It stops, it turns, and it’s precise instrumentally in a way Temple Fang have not been until this record. Closing the album with a love song is reasonable for an offering that has so much heart at root across the board, and in both the forward emotional expression of the lyrics and the takeoff of the instruments accopanying them, “Josephine” resolves in gorgeousness as it invariably must, piano lines in among the dream of guitar and light-bouncing groove that takes the record into its final fadeout.
Granted, if they were arrogant about it, the whole thing would fall flat, but my only gripe with Lifted From the Wind is how obviously its finished form wasn’t. By implying communion with the otherwordly in the making of the songs — which the sonic aesthetic reinforces; I am a firm believer in the jam-room conversation between instruments as a moment with something beyond oneself — the band skillfully redirects the conversation around the material from the clear work they have done, not only in nailing their performances in the studio, but in undertaking a willful aural growth and progression over the last six years that’s brought them to this moment of triumph. That harmony in “Harvest Angel” and that shuffle in “The Radiant” didn’t happen by accident. These are works of craft, of mastery, and deserve consideration as such, even if the four-piece aren’t going to lay them out that way for you.
With a few weeks still to go before the release, I offer the video for “The Radiant” premiering below, and encourage you to enjoy. Thanks for reading:
Temple Fang, “The Radiant” video premiere
With ‘Lifted From the Wind,’ Temple Fang posit their creativity not only as a communion with each other — a conversation of instruments — but with something more ethereal.
Their psychedelia is one of soul as much as sound, and where plenty of bands out there cast their songs as rituals, Temple Fang convey the joy of true reverence in the name of sonic exploration and, now more than ever, craft.
That’s right, kids. They’re still plenty sprawling, but these are the most refined songs Temple Fang have wrought to-date from their particular corner of the cosmos (somewhere in Amsterdam), digging into repetition for hypnosis and emphasis alike, and remaking various notions of heavy in their image.
‘Lifted From the Wind’ helps give shape to the trajectory Temple Fang have been on from their outset, and feels like a moment of arrival in terms of manifesting a vision of who they want to be. It’s a special, deeply honest record, and whatever Temple Fang do from here on out, a Landmark in the life of this band. You’d be lucky to see others working under its influence. – JJ Koczan, Feb. 2025.
Tracklisting: 1. The River (18:24) 2. Once (21:11) 3. Harvest Angel (12:34) 4. The Radiant (7:26) 5. Josephine (15:00)
Temple Fang are: Dennis Duijnhouwer: Vox, Bass, Synth Jevin de Groot: Vox, Guitar, Percussion Ivy van der Veer: Guitar, Vox Daan Wopereis: Drums, Vox
Posted in Whathaveyou on February 28th, 2025 by JJ Koczan
Heads up on one of the best records you’ll hear this year. At least one of the best records I’ll hear. A Spring release suits Lifted From the Wind, which breathes new life into Temple Fang‘s sound and heavy progressive rock more broadly, the Amsterdam-native four-piece developing their craft a new degree of refinement without giving up the expansive feel of their work to-date — that sense of having gone far out one time a long while ago and stayed there to beam back soulful and immersive psych jams.
I was asked to do a bio for the record, and I did ultimately donate a few thoughts to the cause — the band sent me a file with a bunch of my quotes about them; turns out I’ve said some very nice things about Temple Fang since their inception; I stand by all of it — to go along with a piece they wrote in their own words. The bottom line narrative of the album though is that they’ve moved deeper into traditional songwriting without necessarily giving up the longform methodology of their work to this point, and oof, does it ever work.
If I’m lucky, I’ll get to do a premiere or something from Lifted From the Wind before it’s out April 25, but either way keep an eye for a review. This is a band actively pushing themselves to the next level creatively, and it’s not a thing to be missed. Once you hear “Once.”
The following came down the PR wire and includes dates for the band’s Spring tour:
We are proud to announce the release of our new album ‘Lifted from the Wind’ on Stickman Records on April 25th.
Our most ambitious and realized work yet, we can’t wait for y’all to hear it.
Pre-order starts on March 13th. XO TF
With ‘Lifted From the Wind’, Temple Fang posit their creativity not only as a communion with each other — a conversation of instruments — but with something more ethereal. Their psychedelia is one of soul as much as sound, and where plenty of bands out there cast their songs as rituals, Temple Fang convey the joy of true reverence in the name of sonic exploration and, now more than ever, craft.
That’s right, kids. They’re still plenty sprawling, but these are the most refined songs Temple Fang have wrought to-date from their particular corner of the cosmos (somewhere in Amsterdam), digging into repetition for hypnosis and emphasis alike, and remaking various notions of heavy in their image. ‘Lifted From the Wind’ helps give shape to the trajectory Temple Fang have been on from their outset, and feels like a moment of arrival in terms of manifesting a vision of who they want to be. It’s a special, deeply honest record, and whatever Temple Fang do from here on out, a landmark in the life of this band. You’d be lucky to see others working under its influence. — JJ Koczan, Feb. 2025
‘Lifted From the Wind’ 01. The River 02. Once 03. Harvest Angel 04. The Radiant 05. Josephine
Produced by Sebastiaan van Bijlevelt
29/03 Terneuzen, NL Terneuzen on Fire 23/04 Køln, DE Sonic Ballroom 24/04 Duisburg, DE Bora 25/05 Münster, DE Rare Guitar 26/04 Jena, DE Kuba 27/04 Dresden, DE Chemiefabrik 28/04 Hamburg, DE Markthalle 30/04 Amsterdam, NL Secret Show w/ Heath 02/05 Eindhoven, NL Effenaar w/ Mojo & the Kitchen Brothers 03/05 Haarlem, NL Slachthuis w/ Heath 05/05 Augsburg, DE Soho Stage 06/05 Salzburg, AT Rockhouse Bar 07/05 Stuttgart, DE Goldmarks 08/05 Winterthur, CH Gaswerk 09/05 Seewen, CH Gaswerk 10/05 Delémont, CH SAS 11/05 Barberaz, FR Brin de Zinc 13/05 Esch-Alzette, LUX Kulturfabrik w/ Elder 14/05 Tourcoing, FR Le Grand Mix w/ Elder 15/05 Rotterdam, NL Baroeg @ Rotown 16/05 Groningen, NL Vera w/Heath 17/05 Nijmegen, NL Sonic Whip 19/05 Frankfurt, DE Das Bett w/ The Devil and The Almighty Blues 20/05 Karlsruhe, DE P8 w/ The Devil and The Almighty Blues 21/05 Bielefeld, DE Forum w/ The Devil and The Almighty Blues 22/05 Leipzig, DE Werk 2 w/ The Devil and The Almighty Blues 23/05 Oldenburg, DE Cadillac Club
Temple Fang: Dennis Duijnhouwer – Bass, Vox Jevin de Groot – Guitar, Vox Ivy van der Veer – Guitar Daan Wopereis – Drums
Posted in Whathaveyou on February 26th, 2025 by JJ Koczan
As just about the whole world sat down and took a break in 2020, Molassess were just getting going. The band’s debut album, Through the Hollow (featured here), marked a return for vocalist Farida Lemouchi of The Devil’s Blood, and alongside members of Iron Jinn/Death Alley, Astrosoniq, Rrrags and others, the band set out on a course that, well, didn’t see them bring that triumphant return to the stage because of the plague and then in the meantime, guitarist Oeds Beydals kind of got it going with Iron Jinn, and I think maybe just what might’ve otherwise become a real band fizzled out. It happens.
Lemouchi will appear with another project, Gott, as part of the lineups for Roadburn in Tilburg this April and, in September, Into the Void in Leeuwarden (info here). I don’t know if that band has other plans or songs or what, but the fest billed it as “the reincarnation of The Devil’s Blood,” and that for sure was enough to raise my eyebrows.
So, even as one band is put to rest, another proceeds out. There’s a cycle to that, but for sure I’m way too dumb to see it.
From Molassess on socials:
Dear friends, supporters, and fellow travelers,
With hearts full of gratitude, we share that the journey of **Molassess** has come to its close. This chapter, though brief, has been a profound one, woven with moments of creativity, resilience, and connection that we will forever cherish.
Fate allowed us only two fleeting moments on stage, and we never had the opportunity to evolve in the way a band does—through the alchemy of live performance and the crucible of the road. Still, the unwavering support, belief, and love you have shown us breathed life into what we created, even as it remained unfinished. For that, we are eternally grateful.
Yet, an ending is not a lament; it is a transformation. It clears the way for something new to emerge, for fresh dreams to take root. This is not a farewell cloaked in sorrow, but a hopeful pause—a reminder that the echoes of what was will always reverberate in the paths ahead.
We will meet again, in one form or another—perhaps onstage, perhaps in the audience, perhaps somewhere unseen but deeply felt. Until then, we carry your support with us, and we send you ours in return.
With love, gratitude, and endless possibility, **Molassess**
For those that are still in need: all remaining merchandise will be sold in the upcoming sale on www.thedevilsblood.com (not through our own webstore!) starting on the 4th of March! 📷 @ravenvandorst
Posted in Reviews on December 13th, 2024 by JJ Koczan
It’s been almost too easy, this week. Like, I was running a little later yesterday than I had the day before and I’m pretty sure it was only a big deal because — well, I was busy and distracted, to be fair — but mostly because the rest of the week to compare it against has been so gosh darn smooth. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. This is the last day. The music’s awesome. Barring actual disaster, like a car accident between now and then or some such, I’ll finish this one with minimal loss of breath.
Set against the last two Quarterly Reviews, one of which went 10 days, the other one 11, this five-dayer has been mellow and fun. As always, good music helps with that, and as has been the case since Monday, there’s plenty of it here. Not one day has gone by that I didn’t add something from the batch of 50 releases to my year-end list, which, again, barring disaster, should be out next week.
Quarterly Review #41-50:
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Cosmic Fall, Back Where the Fire Flows
After setting a high standard of prolific releases across 2017 and 2018 to much celebration and social media ballyhooing, Berlin jammers Cosmic Fall issued their single “Lackland” (review here) in mid-2019, and Back Where the Fire Flows is their first offering since. The apparently-reinvigorated lineup of the band includes bassist Klaus Friedrich and drummer Daniel Sax alongside new guitarist Leonardo Caprioli, and if there was any concern they might’ve lost the floating resonance that typified their earlier material, 13-minute opener and longest track (immediate points) “Lucid Skies Above Mars” allays it fluidly. The more straightforwardly riffed “Magma Rising” (4:31) and the tense shuffler “Under the Influence of Gravity” (4:38) follow that leadoff, with a blowout and feedback finish for the latter that eases the shift back into spacious-jammy mode for “Chant of the Lizards” (12:26) — perhaps titled in honor of the likeness the central guitar figure carries to The Doors — with “Drive the Kraut” (10:34) closing with the plotted sensibility of Earthless by building to a fervent head and crashing out quick as they might, and one hopes will, on stage. A welcome return and hopefully a preface to more.
It doesn’t seem inappropriate to think of Weather Systems as a successor to Anathema, which until they broke up in 2020 was multi-instrumentalist/vocalist Daniel Cavanagh‘s main outlet of 30 years’ standing. Teamed here with Anathema drummer/producer Daniel Cardoso and producer Tony Doogan, who helmed Anathema‘s 2017 album, The Optimist (review here), Cavanagh is for sure in conversation with his former outfit. There are nuances like the glitchy synth in “Ocean Without a Shore” or the post-punk urgency in the rush of highlight cut “Ghost in the Machine,” and for those who felt the Anathema story was incomplete, “Are You There? Pt. 2” and “Untouchable Pt. 3” are direct sequels to songs from that band, so the messaging of Weather Systems picking up where Anathema left of is clear, and Cavanagh unsurprisingly sounds at home in such a context. Performing most of the instruments himself and welcoming a few guests on vocals, he leads the project to a place where listening can feel like an act of emotional labor, but with songs that undeniably sooth and offer space for comfort, which is their stated intention. Curious to hear how Weather Systems develops.
Assembled by bassist Ron Holzner and his The Skull bandmate, guitarist Lothar Keller, Legions of Doom are something of a doom metal supergroup with Henry Vasquez (Saint Vitus, Blood of the Sun) on drums, Scott Little (Leadfoot) on guitar alongside Keller, and vocalists Scott Reagers (Saint Vitus) and Karl Agell (Leadfoot, Lie Heavy, C.O.C.‘s Blind LP) sharing frontman duties. Perhaps the best compliment one can give The Skull 3 — which sources its material in part from the final The Skull session prior to the death of vocalist Eric Wagner — is that it lives up to the pedigree of those who made it. No great shocker the music is in the style of The Skull since that’s the point. The question is how the band build on songs like “All Good Things” and “Between Darkness and Dawn” and the ripping “Insectiside” (sic), but this initial look proves the concept and is ready and willing to school the listener across its eight tracks on how classic doom got to be that way.
The first offering from Netherlands mellow psych-folk two-piece Myriad’s Veil brims with sweet melody and a subtly expansive atmosphere, bringing together Utrecht singer-songwriter Ismena, who has several albums out as a solo artist, and guitarist Ivy van der Meer, also of Amsterdam cosmic rockers Temple Fang for a collection of eight songs running 44 minutes of patiently-crafted, thoughtfully melodic and graceful performance. Ismena is no stranger to melancholia and the layers of “When the Leaves Start Falling” with the backing line of classical guitar and Mellotron give a neo-Canterbury impression without losing their own expressive edge. Most pieces stand between five and six minutes each, which is enough time for atmospheres to blossom and flourish for a while, and though the arrangements vary, the songs are united around acoustic guitar and voice, and so the underpinning is traditional no matter where Pendant goes. The foundation is a strength rather than a hindrance, and Ismena and van der Meer greet listeners with serenity and a lush but organic character of sound.
Never short on attitude, “I Only Play 4 Money” — “If you take my picture/Your camera’s smashed/You write me fan mail/I don’t write back,” etc. — leads off Michael Rudolph Cummings‘ latest solo EP, the four-track Money with a fleshed out arrangement not unlike one might’ve found on 2022’s You Know How I Get (review here), released by Ripple Music. From there, the erstwhile Backwoods Payback frontman, Boozewa anti-frontman and grown-up punk/grunge troubadour embarks on the more stripped down, guy-and-guitar strums and contemplations of “Deny the World” and “Easier to Leave,” the latter with more than a hint of Americana, and “Denver,” which returns to the full band, classic-style lead guitar flourish, layered vocals and drums, and perhaps even more crucially, bass. It’s somewhere around 13 minutes of music, all told, but that’s more than enough time for Cummings to showcase mastery in multiple forms of his craft and the engaging nature of what’s gradually becoming his “solo sound.”
Basking in a heavygaze float with the lead guitar while the markedly-terrestrial riff chugs and echoes out below, Moon Destroy‘s “The Nearness of June” is three and a half minutes long and the first single the Atlanta outfit founded by guitarist Juan Montoya (MonstrO, ex-Torche, etc.) and drummer Evan Diprima (also bass and synth, ex-Royal Thunder) have had since guitarist/vocalist/synthesist Charlie Suárez joined the band. Set across a forward linear build that quickly gets intense behind Suárez‘s chanting intertwining vocal lines, delivered mellow with a low-in-mouth melody, it’s a tension that slams into a slowdown in the second half of the song but holds over into the solo and fadeout march of the second half as well as it builds back up, the three-piece giving a quick glimpse of what a debut full-length might hopefully bring in terms of aural largesse, depth of mix and atmospheric soundscaping. I have no idea when, where or how such a thing would or will arrive, but that album will be a thing to look forward to.
Billed as Coltaine‘s debut LP — the history of the band is a bit more complex if I recall — Forgotten Ways is nonetheless a point of arrival for the Karlsruhe, Germany, four-piece. It is genuinely post-metallic in the spirit of being over genre completely, and as Julia Frasch makes the first harsh/clean vocal switch late in opener “Mogila,” with drummer Amin Bouzeghaia, bassist Benedikt Berg and guitarist Moritz Berg building the procession behind the soar, the band use their longest/opening track (immediate points) to establish the world in which the songs that follow take place. The cinematic drone of “Himmelwärts” and echoing goth metal of “Dans un Nouveau Monde” follow, leading the way into the wind-and-vocal minimalism of “Cloud Forest” at the presumed end of side A only to renew the opener’s crush in the side B leadoff title-track. Also the centerpiece of the album, “Cloud Forest” has room to touch on German-language folk before resuming its Obituary-meets-Amenra roll, and does not get less expansive from that initial two minutes or so. As striking as the two longest pieces are, Forgotten Ways is bolstered by the guitar ambience of “Ableben,” which leads into the pair of “Grace” and “Tales of Southern Lands,” both of which move from quieter outsets into explosive heft, each with their own path, the latter in half the time, and the riff-and-thud-then-go 77 seconds of “Aren” caps because why the hell not at that point. With a Jan Oberg mix adding to the breadth, Coltaine‘s declared-first LP brims with scope and progressive purpose. It is among the best debuts I’ve heard in 2024, easily.
Zagreb-based veteran heavy rockers Stonebride — the four-piece of vocalist/guitarist Siniša Krneta, bassist/vocalist Matija Ljevar, guitarist Tješimir Mendaš and drummer Stjepan Kolobarić — give a strong argument for maturity of songwriting from the outset of Smiles Revolutionary, their fourth long-player. The ease with which they let the melody carry “In Presence,” knowing that the song doesn’t need to be as heavy as possible at all times since it still has presence, or the way the organ laces into the mix in the instrumental rush that brings the subsequent “Turn Back” to a finish before the early-QOTSA/bangin’-on-stuff crunch of “Closing Distance” tops old desert tones with harmonies worthy of Alice in Chains leading, inexorably, to a massive, lumbering nod of a payoff — they’re not written to be anything other than what they are, and in part because of that they stand testament to the long-standing progression of Stonebride. “Shine Hard” starts with a mosh riff given its due in crash early and late with a less-shove-minded jam between, part noise rock, answered by the progressive start-stop build of “March on the Heart” and closer “Time and Tide,” which dares a little funk in its outreach and leaves off with a nodding crescendo and smooth comedown, having come in and ultimately going out on a swell of vocals. Not particularly long, but substantial.
Toad Venom will acknowledge their new mini-album, Jag Har Inga Problen Osv…, was mixed and mastered by Kalle Lilja of Welfare Sounds studio and label, but beyond that, the Swedish weirdo joy psych rock transcendentalists offer no clue as to who’s actually involved in the band. By the time they get down to “Dogs!” doing a reverse-POV of The Stooges‘ “I Wanna Be Your Dog” in classic soul style, they’ve already celebrated in the rushing bliss and Beatles-y Mellotron break of opener “Jag har verkligen inga problem (så det måste vara du),” taken “One Day You Will Be Perfect” from manic boogie to sunny Californian psych/folk rock, underscoring its chorus with a riff that could easily otherwise be black metal, dwelled in the organ and keyboard dramaturge amid the rolling “Mon Amour” — the keys win the day in the end and are classy about it afterward, but it’s guitar that ends it — and found a post-punk gothy shuffle for “Time Lapse,” poppish but not without the threat of bite. So yes, half an album, as they state it, but quite a half if you’re going by scope and aesthetic. I don’t know how much of a ‘band’ Toad Venom set out to be, but they’ve hit on a sound that draws from sources as familiar as 1960s psychedelia and manages to create a fresh approach from it. To me, that speaks of their being onto something special in these songs. Can’t help but wonder what’s in store for the second half.
Following up on the organ-and-fuzz molten flow of “Radio Radiation” with the more emotive, Rolling Stones-y-until-it-gets-heavy storytelling of “Antihero,” Berlin’s Sacred Buzz carve out their own niche in weighted garage rock, taking in elements of psychedelia without ever pushing entirely over into something shroomy sounding — to wit, the proto-punk tension of quirky delivery of “Revolution” — staying grounded in structure and honoring dirt-coated traditionalism with dynamic performances, “No Wings” coming off sleazy in its groove without actually being sleaze, “Make it Go Wrong” revealing a proggy shimmer that turns careening and twists to a finish led by the keys and guitar, and “Rebel Machine” blowing it out at the end because, yeah, I mean, duh. Radio Radiation is Sacred Buzz‘s first EP (it’s more if you get the bonus track), and it seems to effortlessly buck the expectations of genre without sounding like it’s trying to push those same limits. Maybe attitude and the punk-born casual cool that overrides it all has something to do with that impression — a swagger that’s earned by the time they’re done, to be sure — but the songs are right there to back that up. The short format suits them, and they make it flow like an album. A strong initial showing.
Posted in Whathaveyou on November 25th, 2024 by JJ Koczan
Previously confirmed for the esteemed Sonic Whip Festival on May 17 in Nijmegen, Amsterdam heavy psych spellcasters Temple Fang will make that part of a broader swath of European touring that starts in the back half of April and continues for a month into the end of May. They’ll also be at Terneuzen on Fire in the Netherlands in March, as you can see on the poster below. And I know you’re perfectly capable of reading that yourself, I just didn’t want to leave anybody out.
The band were on the road last month in Europe as well, making a stop at Lazy Bones Festival in Hamburg and hopefully recording six or seven other live records at club shows along the way. Their last three releases have been born onstage, and the modus suits the sound/the sound suits the modus, though if they wanted to turn around and put out a new studio LP sometime early in 2025, you would likely not hear me complain. At least not about that. Temple Fang are their own vision of soulful, exploratory heavy psychedelic rock, and that is a thing to appreciate. As they’ll be joined by Heath and Mojo and the Kitchen Brothers for the Dutch portion of this run, you can also credit them with fostering choice up and comers in selecting supporting acts. If you were looking for excuses to like them, that is. Other nights will see them keeping fine company as well.
Shows are presented by Radar Agency, as posted by the band on socials:
We’re thrilled to announce we’ll be hitting the road hard in Spring ‘25 with a whole lot of new music for y’all. Psyched to play with @elderband @thedevilandthealmightyblues @heath.band @mojoandthekitchenbrothers @blackpyramidband and many more. More dates TBA.
29/03 Terneuzen, NL Terneuzen on Fire 23/04 Køln, DE Sonic Ballroom 24/04 Duisburg, DE Bora 25/05 Münster, DE Rare Guitar 26/04 Jena, DE Kuba 27/04 Dresden, DE Chemiefabrik 28/04 Hamburg, DE Markthalle 30/04 Amsterdam, NL Secret Show w/ Heath 02/05 Eindhoven, NL Effenaar w/ Mojo & the Kitchen Brothers 03/05 Haarlem, NL Slachthuis w/ Heath 05/05 Augsburg, DE Soho Stage 06/05 Salzburg, AT Rockhouse Bar 07/05 Stuttgart, DE Goldmarks 08/05 Winterthur, CH Gaswerk 09/05 Seewen, CH Gaswerk 10/05 Delémont, CH SAS 11/05 Barberaz, FR Brin de Zinc 13/05 Esch-Alzette, LUX Kulturfabrik w/ Elder 14/05 Tourcoing, FR Le Grand Mix w/ Elder 15/05 Rotterdam, NL Baroeg @ Rotown 16/05 Groningen, NL Vera w/Heath 17/05 Nijmegen, NL Sonic Whip 19/05 Frankfurt, DE Das Bett w/ The Devil and The Almighty Blues 20/05 Karlsruhe, DE P8 w/ The Devil and The Almighty Blues 21/05 Bielefeld, DE Forum w/ The Devil and The Almighty Blues 22/05 Leipzig, DE Werk 2 w/ The Devil and The Almighty Blues 23/05 Oldenburg, DE Cadillac Club
Temple Fang: Dennis Duijnhouwer – Bass, Vox Jevin de Groot – Guitar, Vox Ivy van der Veer – Guitar Daan Wopereis – Drums
Posted in Whathaveyou on July 2nd, 2024 by JJ Koczan
Some October touring for Dutch-native cosmic explorers Temple Fang is welcome news, not the least because with eight shows they’ll probably manage to get a live release or two out of the run, whether that manifests now or at some point in the future. The four-piece will appear in Hamburg at the Sound of Liberation-backed Lazy Bones Festival and have organized the run to lead toward that, making stops in Germany, Austria and Switzerland on their way, and they’ll close out with a gig in Düsseldorf that’s sure to be a blowout as Temple Fang make ready to head home.
If you’ve never seen them, I’ll tell you from experience they make it an immersive pleasure. It might take you a minute or two to get to a place where you can kind of close your eyes and let go a little, but it’s more than worth doing so for the spiritual force of Jevin de Groot‘s guitar playing alone, never mind the slow-sweeping groove emitted by the band as a whole. Their last three releases have all been live albums — April’s Live at Krach am Bach (discussed here) followed behind Live at Freak Valley (review here) and Live at Schlacthuis, both issued in 2023 — which has made it easy to be spoiled by their textured delivery and trance-inducing, jam-based far-outitude. If you think you can hang, they make it a pleasure to do so.
Dates follow as per socials:
TEMPLE FANG TOUR OCT ’24
poster by Right On Mountain
18.10 Alte Hackerei Karlsruhe DE 19.10 Caves du Manior Martigny CH 21.10 Feierwerk München DE 23.10 Arena Vienna AT 24.10 Zauberberg Passau DE 25.10 Vortex Surfer Siegen DE 26.10 Lazy Bones Festival Hamburg DE 27.10 Pitcher Düsseldorf DE
Temple Fang: Dennis Duijnhouwer – Bass, Vox Jevin de Groot – Guitar, Vox Ivy van der Veer – Guitar Daan Wopereis – Drums
The tab’s been open for the last week in my browser, and that’s as long as Temple Fang‘s Live at Krach Am Bach has been out. I exhausted however many streams were allotted listening through the two-song/52-minute set the Amsterdam psych-of-spirit four-piece played at the June 2023 edition of the Krach Am Bach Festival in Beelen, Germany, and, well, April is tax season here in the US, so I was thinking maybe I could write off the three-euro download if I classify The Obelisk as a failed business venture. Yes, I do consider “failed business venture” a compliment.
There is a cassette pressing of Live at Krach Am Bach as well, 100 copies. It looks pretty sweet, with Maaike Ronhaar‘s on-stage photo of guitarist/vocalist Jevin de Groot as seen from behind mid-testimony printed on a black and white j-card, kind of a bootleg vibe, but pro-shop, as is the recording by Niek Manders for which guitarist Ivy van der Veer handled the mix. To be honest, I just didn’t have the €10 for it this morning or I’d have picked that up, but you take what you can get, and that Temple Fang — de Groot, van der Veer, bassist/vocalist Dennis Duijnhouwer and drummer Daan Wopereis — are able to put together an enticing live record at this point should come as little surprise. Live at Krach Am Bach is their sixth one in the last two years.
One might extrapolate from that some idea where the band’s priorities are generally when setting six live releases against their lone studio LP, Fang Temple (review here), which first arrived in 2021 and was pressed the next year through Stickman Records, and its later-2022 EP follow-up, Jerusalem/The Bridge (review here), but if Manders has a penchant for recording off the board while doing front-of-house sound for the band, that has only to this point served them well. To wit, Live at Krach Am Bach is — I believe — the third release from the tour they were doing at the time in 2022. It follows Live at Schlachthuis and Live at Freak Valley (review here), both released last April (the former on tape, the latter a CD/LP on Stickman), and as with those, the narrative around the performance is part of the character that emerges from listening.
I don’t want to just cut and paste the story from their Bandcamp, but the summary is that, as documented elsewhere, they were somewhat winging the tour as they got settled in with Daan Wopereis taking over on drums for Egon Loosveldt, playing different material. It started to rain before they went on. Between songs on the recording, you can hear Duijnhouwer say to the crowd, “Amazing view from here — you guys look good in plastic.” If you had no idea what was going on at the time — if you didn’t know that the audience had either put on ponchos or otherwise tried to cover themselves to keep the water off so they could enjoy the show — you could be forgiven for being confused. Is he on acid? Is he a serial killer? “You look good in plastic?” What the hell is that supposed to mean? It’s ponchos. Chill out.
By then, de Groot has already professed to being on the verge of tears and called the crowd “fucking beautiful, all of you,” before singing out “Take me to the place I have always been” ahead of “Gemini” (21:46) moving into its final phase in the last third, a build that starts with mellow bass, drums and guitar and resolves its extended flow with a striking and memorable chorus, de Groot, Duijnhouwer and maybe van der Veer sharing vocals. Both “Gemini” and “Not the Skull” (32:22) featured on 2020’s Live at Merleyn and the recorded-in-2019/released-in-2022 Live at Ocii and Live at Vera, but in different forms with “Silky Servants” included in “Gemini” and “The Radiant” between the other two pieces in the non-festival setting. If your eyebrow went up at Live at Krach Am Bach being the third offering from a single tour, I’ll note that the sets from Live at Schlachthuis and Live at Freak Valley were each comprised of one track only, “Grace,” which to the best of my knowledge, like “Gemini,” has yet to feature on a studio recording.
In addition, both “Gemini” and “Not the Skull” have evolved since those earlier 2019 recordings. That turn back to the chorus of “Gemini” in the back end doesn’t happen with “Gemini/Silky Servants” on Live at Occii, and “Not the Skull” at Krach Am Bach was 11 minutes longer than the studio version that appeared on Fang Temple. What one can glean from this is an ethic of openness to the moment. Standing on stage, the members of Temple Fang are in conversation with each other musically — not just with the “Yeah” at 29:33 into “Not the Skull” to mark the change as the band aligns around Duijnhouwer‘s boogie-shove bassline for a finish likewise raucous and rocking — and the amorphous character of the material that’s been revealed over time comes across as purposefully not definitive. This is what these songs were this day, in the rain, in Germany. The next day it might have been a completely different experience.
The underlying message might be that we limit our reach when we impose rules and definitions on ourselves, of style or substance. If Temple Fang went out and delivered the same set every night in the same way, well, they’d probably still be pretty cool because they play well individually and as a group, but the personality would be different, and by not limiting themselves, they are inspiring on a level that goes beyond the meditative aspects of their exploratory psych or the outright soul with which de Groot tears into a given solo. The songs aren’t completely shapeless by any means — as noted, “Gemini” lands a hook, and “Not the Skull” is all the more encompassing for its plotted movement toward that ending — but on Live at Krach Am Bach, it’s clear they’ve been allowed to breathe and become what they will. Along with the basic audio of the thing, that’s also part of what’s being preserved here. They capture it vividly, and it is an idea worthy of the reminder.
Which I guess is how you get to six live records in a two-year span.
They’re doing a weekender now and have another booked for later in April, two German and one Dutch show for each, and have been confirmed for Sound of Liberation‘s Lazy Bones Festival 2024 this October in Hamburg. I wouldn’t be surprised if more dates surface around that, or if they have another offering or two to make before they next hit the road, reveling as they do in the universe of infinite possibility.
As always, I hope you enjoy. Thanks for reading.
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My sister called a few minutes ago. My mother fell. She’s 77, needs new knees, is figuratively and literally crippled by fear at the prospect of surgery. No serious injury — this time — but it’s a stirring reminder of her advancing age and of course of my own. My father is dead and they didn’t live together, and my sister, who lives in the same house with her own husband and two kids, is primary. I’m of course glad she didn’t get hurt. Takes the day down a peg.
But the whole week was a mess, really. The Patient Mrs., The Pecan and I started out Sunday on a four-plus-hours trip to somewhere in New York’s Finger Lakes — which it turns out are gorgeous; go figure — to see Monday’s eclipse in totality. We stayed somewhere in Pennsylvania on Sunday night, and one skinned Pecan knee from running by the motel pool later, continued the ride north Monday to meet up with family friends and their kids who had likewise made the trip from their home in Brooklyn.
Did we see the eclipse? Nope. Cloudy. It got dark, then it got light. It was weird, nowhere near as cool as we all tried to sell it to the children as being, and if the question is whether or not it was worth the five-hour drive home (The Patient Mrs. did the outbound trip; credit where it’s due) listening to The Pecan whining about not being able to play mahjongg on The Patient Mrs.’ phone, let alone the money for gas, food and lodging, my answer is a resounding no. Some you win, some you lose.
Tuesday I wrote all day. Following on from Spring Break all last week, this Wednesday was another day off from school for The Pecan. Most of the day was rainy and I chose to forego her ritalin since it was just the two of us and the dog, and I firmly believe that made her morning, afternoon and evening harder. She was a mess all day, and even after The Patient Mrs. came home from work to take her to her afternoon ice skating lesson while I did my remote-learning Hungarian language class upstairs, I could hear screaming from the ground floor. Something or other. Nothing that mattered for more than an intense four seconds, certainly.
I had gotten less than half of the Heavy Temple review that went up yesterday written in the morning before The Pecan woke up, and since I had homework to do before class, that was the sum total of my writing time for the entire day. It’s never enough, I know, but Wednesday was particularly spare. More so than I’d prefer, whatever the surrounding circumstances.
I’m still behind from that. I have the Horseburner album announcement — which was in my notes as DONE and which I’ve already fucking referenced in a post as a past event — waiting to be finished so it can go up. WyndRider got signed to Electric Valley for their second LP. That’ll be up Monday too I guess. I know this entire endeavor is small stakes, that nobody really cares about these things except me, and that I’m doing my best, but it is frustrating to put everything you can into a thing and come up short of where you want to be. That’s all.
So maybe Temple Fang closing the week is my way of telling myself to be less rigid. Or maybe they’re on my mind because next week is Roadburn and I’m actually going to be there for the first time in five years. That’s where I first saw Temple Fang, as well as Death Alley, of which Dennis Duijnhouwer was a founding member, and his prior band with Jevin de Groot, the cosmic-doom proposition Mühr, whose performance remains among the best live music experiences I’ve ever had.
I’m nervous to be back in Tilburg. I’m older. I’m worn down. I’m out of shape physically and mentally in ways that I just wasn’t in 2019. I’m tired all the time. Running in circles around my brain is the mantra that when the music starts it’ll all be okay.
Have a great and safe weekend. Have fun, watch your head, hydrate, all that stuff. See you back here Monday for a Darsombra video premiere and all the rest of it. For now I think I might head up the hill and check on my mom.
