Scandinavian psyche-prog Afrobeat tricksters Goat have maintained a venerable near silence and anonymity, still claiming they are from the isolated, voodoo infiltrated Sammi outpost of Korpilombolo in Sweden.
This only adds to the intoxication of their cultish, Aleister Crowley-like mysticism, invoking esoteric rituals performed in forests, of Western witchdoctors and tripped-out, trance-inducing beats. Invocations of a universal spirituality are chanted over spell-like percussion and exotic, meandering guitar lines with song titles summoning the ancient tribes of the world.
Myriad magical traditions and exemplary musicianship are boiled up in a big vat, like a transcendental potion. Drink it in. Feel the power.
Words: Anna Wilson
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