Here comes Dahga Bloom’s new record No Curtains: psychotic sonics from the “other side” of the Orange County tracks. This psychedelic quintet aims straight for the head with undulating rhythms at full throttle.
The term psychedelic is being thrown around a lot these days. Sometimes this label is applied to long-form blues jams that mellow out into some stoner epiphany. Dahga Bloom's brand of "psych" blasts straight into the stratosphere from the word Go, bypassing all the KB haze and good vibes. On the album opener “Supa” the BPM’s are high as the Bloom turbocharge their capsule into the center of the sun, dodging space trash along the way. The frenetic pace and Lucas Drake’s scratchy, driving vocals might make you reconsider the wisdom of this journey. However, by the time your reach the album’s first single, “Space is the Place,” the anxiety has dissipated. Euphoria and enormous beats hold sway.
The OC Weekly recently voted Dahga Bloom the best live band of 2013, stating that “the frenzy they conjure around them – akin to that of snake charmers in a pit of vipers… makes every set truly memorable. Paying their dues for years in OC has earned them the kind of respect and trust that ultimately convinces you to lose your bullshit too-cool pose for the duration of the performance, strip off an article of clothing, and do exactly as they say.” The band will be performing this spring at Psycho De Mayo, the Austin Psych Fest and numerous shows on the west coast.
No Curtains is released via Captcha Records as a limited edition pressing of “astro-splatter” (via mailorder) and 160G black vinyl, as well as CD and digital download.
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From the upcoming sophomore LP "No Curtains" by Dahga Bloom.
Release: early 2014 worldwide.
"8/21/13: I remember a few years back Dahga Bloom played this pool hall in Cathedral City, CA just outside of Palm Springs. The venue was called Crazy 8’s and was at the time wall to wall with meth’d out gangsters and near 30 stray kids there for the show. Dahga sounded like some of those Constellation bands like Hangedup, but were way heavier. Something like you’d hear on those old Hawkwind records, dusted with a desert of that Motörhead speed. What really sticks in my mind was when Dahga were playing their set, some of those bad dudes were playing a game of pool. Suddenly I see some kind of fight happening, when this colorful bloke picked up a pool stick and smashed it on some poor bastard’s face. I could feel the wood breaking in my bones over the super loud music. People weren’t sure what was happening at the time. Perhaps we weren’t sure what drugs we all were on. The band just looked at each other and kept on playing..... The set burned on for what seemed like hours. For sure this is not some shit you’re gonna see at some hip Los Angeles festival. This is the real heavy shit. This is Dahga Bloom."