Wallowing In The Electric Mud Again

Ramleh. One of the most peculiar bands ever. I've been listening to 'em for years, and the sheer strangeness at the heart of their later music, specifically the albums Homeless, Soundcheck Changeling, Be Careful What You Wish For and Too Many Miles hasn't dimmed one iota over the years. They just don't sound like anyone else. I remember the first time I heard the track Kansas City Bomber it made me feel physically ill (this is a good thing), it's continously ascending guitar line slowly uncoiling like a mercury viper, twisting and writhing, every note bent way too far for comfort as the battering motorik pulse beneath it slowly increases in speed and weight, until the guitar and moog explode into crystalline shards of icy filtered distortion nailing you to the wall for a blissful eternity until it all plummets earthwards, as if the sheer mass of the music could no longer sustain it's own weight and it drops you onto the ground and you lie there, unable and unwilling to move, as the guitar twitches and spasms and the drums sound it's death rattle and it's silent again.