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Spook the Horses, Have/Hold, The Convoy


Sat 2 Dec 2017, 8:30pm–12:00am

Where: The Evelyn Hotel, 351 Brunswick Street, Fitzroy, Victoria

Restrictions: 18+

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  • General Admission: $15.00
  • Oztix: $12.00
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Touching down in Australia for the first time, Spook the Horses have been playing their unique and experimental sound throughout New Zealand since 2009, drawing on a wide range of influences such as Cult of Luna, Breach, Chelsea Wolfe and Earth. 2015 marked the release of their sophomore album 'Rainmaker', an exercise in earth-rending riffs and distant screams. On November 10th 2017, they released 'People Used To Live Here' on Pelagic Records, an evolution of their sound away from the harsh, dry tones of 'Rainmaker', into a quieter, but no less haunting soundscape.

Have/Hold move from vast, emotional crescendos to gentle, introspective lows. Soaring vocals propped up against a wall of guitars and drums sitting somewhere between post rock and nearly melodic hardcore.

The Convoy conducts vast luminous orchestral atmospheres by way of real-time processing of electric guitar and electro-acoustic percussives via ¼” tape. Atmospheres immerse and envelop via abstracted, organic and mesmeric audio visual emissions. Here exists a static surface tension, perpetually and intimately comforting, only to be inevitably obliterated by sheer and momentous walls of noise.