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A pineal gland dream stimulated by sound!

Ancient civilisations have always associated the pineal gland as the third eye. It’s safe to say that in Gothenburg, Sweden, the psychedelic/neo-krautrock explorers of sound: Lamagaia and their two track self-titled record have awakened the possibility of connecting us to other dimensions.

How is the sound?

How should we awaken the third eye? I recommend either putting headphones on, laying down, and closing your eyes. Or sit inside your spacecraft vehicle with rubber tires, start the engine, and go for the most epic night drive (route) you know around your neck of the woods?

‘Aurora’ immediately gyrates hyper dimensional feedback — then blastoff. Drums of motorik beats, bass of pulsating rhythm, guitars dramatising fuzz leads and searing distortion, bending and driving through hypnotised cohesion. An almost deep melodic voice enters and enraptures the spell we’re on. Climbing and sonically bound together into a steady climactic trance until we finally break on through.

‘Paronama Vju’ has us float on waves of a luminous synth. Raptured by a sedative bass groove, exotic reverberating drum patterns, cascading guitar rhythms, and dreamscaped guitar leads; everything becomes forgotten! Compelling ambient tranquillity blankets all senses as we morph into fusion jazz told by a saxophone leader. This song has a sauntering effect into a dream world. The euphoric state of consciousness becomes clear, as the band engineers our passage between the tempo of life, and the beauty in-which we can travel.

Why is this album worth listening to?

Lamagaia is a compelling composition arranged into to beautifully evocative pieces which (if you choose) could awaken your pineal gland through sound.

In what situation you should listen to this album?

Alone, on a clear night drive to nowhere.
Headphones on, clipped into a snowboard (or whatever your preferred way of floating on powder), and surf mountains.
Old Fashioned glass: Bourbon, on the rocks, 2 dashes of bitters, 1 teaspoon of simple syrup, garnished with an orange twist and an Amarena Fabri cherry. Accompanied by a big fat joint.