The Cave Singers

Sun Dec 11, 2011
Great American Music Hall (GAMH)
Show @ 8pm


The Cave Singers spend a good deal of time beyond the darkened edges of Seattle, in the mist and mystic, among the wolves and redwoods. And their songs, at least on record, have always been like beautiful, faded grayscale photos of this hinterland. Now, these photos are injected with hot blood and technicolor, a ferocity and bite weíve yet to see from the band.

By all accounts, No Witch is The Cave Singersí rock record. Laid to tape with dark wizard producer Randall Dunn (Black Mountain, Sunn O))), Boris), No Witch is grander and more lush than The Cave Singersí previous efforts. Itís also a nervier, scrappier affair: greasy guitars buck and rear up; Eastern-influenced blues snake through songs; gospel choirs rise up like tidal waves. There are big, grinning nods to Beggars Banquet-era Stones, the best of Mellencamp ("Clever Creatures") and the juke joint legends of Mississippi like Junior Kimbrough and R.L. Burnside ("Black Leaf" and "No Prosecution If We Bail"). Of course, itís all filtered through that particular, magical Cave Singers formula: Pete Quirkís reedy, behind-the-beat delivery and existential wordplay, Derek Fudescoís lyrical guitar runs and drummer Marty Lundís no nonsense rhythms.

No Witch is a newfound sheen to the aura that made The Cave Singersí music so special to begin with. All told, thereís treasure to be found here for the biker gang weekender, the double rainbow chaser and all that falls in the valley between them.



  1. Great American Music Hall (GAMH)
    859 O'Farrell Street, San Francisco, CA