BBQ Haque - BBQ Haque (Spooky Records)"Amuse Bouche 1 – L’enfer du Théramine" is distant and haunting - like that moment in "Rosemary’s Baby" when Mia Farrow realises the glassy-eyed weirdos around her are into seriously bad cult shit.
"Cuisine Haque" is intense to the point of obsession; this is the dark depths where the dreams of the '60s were headed, until Madison Avenue wrapped everything up in coke-stained glossy packaging and turned it all to shit. ‘Sate Rate’ is a voyage close to the sun in a spaceship chartered by Jon Spencer and a bunch of washed up acid freaks. "Malewa FuFu" could pass for a pop song in the bent world of BBQ Haque; there’s a solid groove, glistening melody and Pebbles-esque beauty.
"Chou Mignon" is Krautrock on Malibu Beach; get hooked into this and you may never come out again, but don’t worry, ‘cause it’ll be a better place than where hang out normally. "Amuse Bouche 2 – Carnevale Fairy Floss" fucks with your head (again), but you’re already in the zone, so it’s too late to pull out now. And then coast out with "Sabayon Abandone", get caught in BBQ Haque’s enveloping psychedelic Dirty 3 rip and enjoy the ride, ‘cause things don’t get much better than this.
After a year like 2020, people need to disassociate from the pessimism, paranoia, piety that masquerades as public discourse and remember that there’s plenty of good stuff in life to enjoy, while you have the chance. And "BBQ Haque" is a damn good place to start. Take the trip, enjoy the view.
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