King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard
Flight b741
p(Doom)
You can’t pin the wave of Australian psychedelia currently doing its multicolored lapping at America’s musical shores on a single band, but if you had to pick one to stand in for all the rest, King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard wouldn’t be a bad choice.
For starters, they possess a humorous and deprecating musical self-awareness that is common among the set. Yes, they consistently and predictably go over the top, but they’re waving and making a face and hoping you got a good picture as they do so. The volatile mixture of a cornucopia of riffs thrown into an abstract progrock arrangement generator makes for infinite catchiness inset into unpredictable variability.
Fancy metaphors aside, this particular item from the band is bouncier and friendlier than their more recent releases, which delved heavily into acid and metal territories. Those would have been good to hook in your metalhead friends, and Flight b741 is for the deadheads in your acquaintance. Yes it’s true, there is overlap in that Venn diagram, and King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard comfortably sprawl within it.
