Beyond The 7th Moon
Etichetta: Crammed Discs
Maddening, obsessive, impossible to grasp, celestial and sweaty ...In the Seventh Moon, like its mouthful of a title, drags you into its lair, sits you down and forces you to listen. And listen you will to a musical logic you can barely grasp, which reveals itself gradually in the long, circular songs and their odd concatenations of electrified thumb pianos, bleeding guitars and voluble drums. This is Congolese village music in the city, plugged into a car battery and filtered through a broken microphone. Five ethnic groups contribute; each should be proud of this rusting beauty of an album.