drift off into deeper ambient reflection, lonesome six string laments, pleasantly distorted ambient guitar and genteel acoustic folk,

The ghosts of the twentieth century acid folk and double dropping folk rock pioneers loom large, and let's face it that's no bad thing

The guitars lay down a good natured folk vibe which slowly gets consumed by the cosmic electronica on it's quest to reach a higher plain

who's intent on taking the sounds of this traditional instrument to more playful, rarefied realms via retro synths & kooky arrangements

this new release is a pleasingly mellow affair that hovers around the ambient kosmische end of the drug addled musical spectrum

the simple and pure message cuts through life's bullshit and backstabbing with its unarguable truth

Their output has never strayed from the psychedelic funk arena

But what really marks the LP out is her willingness to take those traditions and influences and give them a twist or ten

Ak’chamel inhabit dimly lit Fourth World backstreets where the false gods of neo-liberalism are sacrificed in psilocybin fuelled rituals

Yemeni wedding punk, thumping space rock, astral folk, urban Arabian attitude and hyper-speed Middle Eastern futurism

an inward or outward, depending on your mood, voyage into higher states of consciousness. Ideal for the wakers & bakers, wokers & tokers.

happy for new instruments, moods and vistas gradually loom into view, the sense of wonder aide by some low key psychedelic detailing.

hold tight, just wait for the carefree, vintage synth tones and solar powered guitar, both of which ooze summery simplicity

soaring through or levitating above mystic realms, propelled by the mantric minimalism he teases from his acoustic/electric guitars and bass

with its late night dirge and low tempo insistence that pulses through the speakers and makes it hard to multi-task whilst listening.

They have an enviably consistent line in swampy Americana, often with a toad licked edged that defies easy categorisation

True to form it’s a hazy, kaleidoscopic snapshot...

It’s dense, intense and right up my twisted, forward looking dub street.

Coming on strong at the start to sort out the heads from the chino wearers before gradually mellowing & becoming more mystical as it evolves

"another psychedelic transmission, this time a hazy introspective affair, with more than a hint of saude for his native Brazil & more natural surroundings"