Bubbling Dreamscape Sounds

Paul Griffiths on the Super Furry Animals

“Can you play in English” the legendry record shift shaper of Alan McGhee was heard. After Super Furry Animals played in Camden. English, this is a band that originated in Wales. These people played with Welsh language groups from their early existence in the world of music. Was the same question poured from his gob at the sight of Liam (Oasis) screaming Mancurian riddles and rhymes at local copulating kebabs!

They were singing in English, Mr McGhee. You scots Wanker!!!!

Poet beat nuts, screaming intangible vibrations, through devil designed instruments whilst blues notes echoes from a drug war lord. Bla Bla Bla Bla; widgets running plastic light experiments. Alien creature’s hovering and wallowing on our stages. The big cauldron SFA creates within its live events isn’t bothered of linguistic protocols. “Sing in English”, pillow talk for slime balls from the music industry. I tell you jump in your big lubricant on wheels and drive to sounds of pop designed by sun shy virgins.

Bubbling dreamscape sounds shivering within a widescreen format. Spaced out alien bred animals presenting orgasms on our senses.  Dolby, stereo, cinematic, DVD and multimedia visual treats. Can anyone understand the impact on these minnows of our music society! Fish ponds around the globe tinker and listen to the newest creations by the SFA. These are not your Aunty Doris’s fish ponds but extravagant Japanese Koi Carp. These Koi know; they glance at their cousins with sympathy whilst divulging in luxury.

Strange tales of drug sessions and anti establishment behaviour follow these druids through their time. Their creative prowess was mischievously rummaging through Beach Boys, Pink Floyd, Orbital, the exotic sound explosions of our times. They have created folk tales through their persona. Tanks filled with drum and bass and tours with drug lords do not subtract from their music but adds to their harmonic chaos.

© 2007 Paul Griffiths

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