Space Needle

The Moray Eels Eat The Space Needle (Zero Hour)
by Clarendon Lavorich

The first track is 13 minutes of No Wave noise-jazz, entitled “Where The Fuck’s My Wallet,” and is completely instrumental. The next track is a Super 5 Thor mirror, all reverbed guitar and despairing voice, no evidence of noise at all, except for a slight bit in the guitar solo. There’s a song called “Hyapatia Lee,” who, you should know, is a Native American Porn Star. This song is nine minutes of art/indie rock, a two-chord Spiritualized thing with a loopy violin skidding over the top of it all, ending in an apocalyptic noise landslide. “Old Spice” begins abruptly, and sounds like what would happen if you put Grand Funk Railroad through a meat grinder (always a fantasy of mine) and spliced it with duct tape to the Jesus and Mary Chain. Alas, Space Needle is no more. Too bad, they seemed to be onto something.