Monday, 20 July 2009

Rock and Roll Prophesy is a blast from the primordeal
soup of it's idiom.

It's bludgeoning guitars, bass and drums,
layered vocals, flute and searing keyboards
lambast the senses with harsh yet melodic
rock music that supports the sharp, cynicism free
notion of a twenty first century free from war.

Nurtured in the peace loving belly of the late great Dave Goodman's
Mandala Studios circa 2000/2001, RRP is an direct excitation of that studio's
motto, 'music can help save the world.'

The album was finally ready for presentation to the world on the very morning of the fateful 11th of September 2001, yet didn't
have much promotional power behind it, even though it obviously appeared on time in the zeitgeist with it's bid to out-myth the dawning New Age of Terror.

It opens sonically with the equivilant of what it might feel like having an electric kipper slapped in your face as 'Voices of a Future'
adroitly and poignantly sets the theme from the future: 'Visions and Voices of a better world' As if speaking out bravely might help the situation? I listened further.
There follows a string of songs enlarging on the proposed paradigm, with a patchwork
of ideas as fanciful as they seem implausable, yet which, knowing Pok's sometime associations with a blend of the more colourful end of protest, indigeonous modern tribal lifestyles and so-called 'value creating' buddhism, stem from formative culture.
Such ditties as the 'Freaks shall inherit the Earth' offer a stark but humorous, even positive take on post apocalyptic vistas of reality as he obviously sees it, secure in the hands of the present day misfits.
If it is at all unclear exactly how Voices from a Future will aid the world at large in shirking war, Pok has provided a calm centre-piece where is enshrined the naive edict that
'We can put an end to War today'
Fine stuff I must say. And how is this this to be achieved? The song offers yet more:
'An End to War is made of will
Change the action change the language'
There you have it. Encapsulated. In a nut -shell. Thanks Pok, we can all relax now.

Riddle presents an angry rant-ilicious rap of a sort that at at length and by modifying licks from Neil Young, takes you behind the official presentations to the poisoned social malaise and offers hard won nuggets of relief and hope in reward for your attendance at the sermon.
Twice the album soars of into what must be termed spacerock. The first, complete with obligatory 'rebirth' nativity narrative for planet earth, clocks in at a 9 minutes 43 seconds and is called Born of Stars. The second, a compact 2mins 48 seconds of a space voyage is called 'Finale (When we were young.)'They are both intense 'white knuckle rides' through evolution, so take some protein pills and put your helmet on.
Other stand-out tracks are 'The Scorpion and the Tomato' a cautionary tale of the scientists working during the infancy of modern genetic research, warning of potentially horrific outcomes following the escape of random genes into the biosphere.
Sounding like banshees with chainsaws, the most boisterous cut has to be 'People are making a Change' which rattles and rolls, sounds like death metal but has pro-active lyrics that sound like they are coming through a loud-hailer. Dude?
The requiem 'I hold the candle near' closes the album at a less frantic pace, with a sort of prayer, earlier fires still smoldering and the new meme, a message, perhaps less common even a few years ago, burned into your circuitry.

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