The other week some friends and I went to see another friend’s band Desert Sharks play Shea Stadium. We only caught the last couple songs of their set, but we also stuck around to see the first couple songs of Brooklyn-via-North Carolina post-deadheads KDH‘s set. They had a bit more testosterone than Jerry and the crew and we were all feeling it, but had to run over to Bushwick to make it into a House of Yes party before they started charging.
Admittedly, this blog is quickly becoming exclusively about curious stuff I see at Academy Records in Greenpoint. Trad, Gras & Stenar (Trees, Grass & Stone) is no exception. I saw the anthology for their 70s live albums Djungelns Lag and Mors Mors on the shelf and thought “that looks interesting…” And here we are.
Trad, Gras & Stenar are a Swedish progg rock band from the late 60s/early 70s. They were known for their live show, which had a lot of interesting audience participation stuff. That’s pretty irrelevant for us now listening to their recordings, but luckily they were also known for solid jams, and those you can hear on the recordings (which are also on Spotify). If you’ve ever listened to Dungen (or more likely their semi-copycats Tame Impala), this is one of the bands those guys are imitating. It’s earthy, mysterious, a bit mystical – real old school psychedelia.
The musicians in TGS were ‘men about town’ and played in a bunch of other respected Swedish bands from the period, including Parson Sound and (International) Harvester. As I’m quickly learning, the Swedish underground prog and psych scenes from the period were really something special, so those are all names worth checking out. And if you’ve got any recommendations of underground Swedish psychedelic bands from the 60s/70s that I should look into, let me know in the comments.
With the release of latest single “Rattlesnake”, Newfoundland’s whispery, bedroom dream-pop artist Fog Lake is startin’ the buzz up for a cross-Canada tour next week and a new full-length in the fall. This must’ve been recorded during the winter – I can hear that harsh maritime cold through the tape hiss.