Lime Eyelid is a brand new low-fidelity psychedelic solo project by Josh Schultz, the drummer of Traveling Circle (an acid rock/prog outfit from Brooklyn). Week of Wondersis a heavily textured, intimate do-it-yourself styled album of bedroom-recorded spacy rock soundscapes that conjures the twisted spirit of both Alexander Skip Spence and ‘90s DIY mavericks like R. Stevie Moore or (early) Smog.
Recorded entirely onto analogue tape via a classic 4-track machine, Schultz’s album feels like a burry-eyed fever dream, with its fuzzy guitar work, dreamy analogue synths and droning handmade Theremin, all set to shambling slow rhythms. The retro homemade production helps to give the album a very warm, intimate and yet isolated feel, like you’ve stumbled upon private practice tapes that were never meant to be heard by anyone other than the artist. This feeling is cemented further by the fact that most of the songs don’t have titles beyond numbers and that the cover looks like a vintage family snapshot that was found in an old attic somewhere.
Tracks like “I Saw Waves” and “3” lull the listener into an eerie sense of calm, where you feel dazed and adrift but also simultaneously tense, as if a crashing crescendo may erupt at any moment (which never actually comes, forever leaving the listener feeling slightly on edge). At other points, like on “4,” the first track on side-B, subtle waves and pulses of humming synths take the listener out onto vast oceans of vapor and smoky galaxies. It’s fascinating and rare for a record to create such a deeply cosmic feeling without the aid of a massive amount of sonic technology. This is another case of where “less is more” truly works.
A major tone that permeates all throughout Week of Wonders, is an undeniable sense of loneliness. Through the natural hiss and audible texture of bedroom lo-fi cassette recording and the use of vintage synths and effects, all of the music here tends to have an isolated and alienating vibe to it. This feeling only makes the record all the more intriguing and worthy of a close analysis. Every time I play it, I feel as though I find something new hiding within the murky analogue mix.
Privately pressed to a limited edition of 110 vinyl copies, this is a minimalist exercise in experimental psychedelic rock that should not be missed. Track down a copy before they all vanish into the record collector ether forever.
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