Yurt are a seriously interesting band.
They can seem a bit anti-fan, as it were – hidden behind pseudonyms, not gigging too much, and generally being a bit wilfully obscure.
But their music is at times an absolutely out-there experience.
Their last one was class with a vibe we noted at the time as feeling Hawkwind, Ginger Baker and Meads Of Asphodel inspired.
This one is a bit different.
And you know, the first thing that leaps out at me from the start of ‘Icon Rubble’ is crazy Norse experimentalists Virus. They’ve got that strange jangly chordal sound, the real warmth of tone and that detail in the organic drumming that becomes its own voice.
It’s weird and immersive, 70’s feeling like Focus, but dark and earthy too.
For all that the drench themselves in spacey theramins, echos, transmissions and bleeps, its essentially a very, very organic record.
By way of criticism, it feels like their least direct, and it can get very very discursive. By the end of it, vocals feel a rare treat. There are so many riffs and movements crammed in they almost come as a refreshment.
Sometimes I even think of In The Woods… ‘Omnio’ as a paralell for this stuff – particularly in the way the clean guitar plucks over ‘The Narrowing’ before it psychs out.
In sum, the tone is beautiful, rich, warm and fizzing.
It’s a perfect accompaniment album for perhaps a jaunty chaser after some Slomatics, Wizards Of Firetop Mountain, Wild Rocket or the like. Distinct from all of them but sharing perhaps a stable.
Really great if you can give it the space it requires.
– Earl Grey ::: 02/09/18