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See also...
- Pestisound (Moving Out)
- Tailpipe
- Letter from Hampi Mountain
- Rechargeable
- Delivery Van
- Three Steps to a Development
- Skirmish in the Suburbs
- Dial the Rings on a Tree
- Drink and Glide
- Dream and Formaldehyde
Snapped Ankles
stunning luxury
the leaf label
another astonishing synth-soaked, beat-driven, ecstatic psych freak-out that will take over your world - their primal motorik rhythms, white noise rushes & post-punk angles are here to pleasure our ears, minds & feet once more.
Number four in our 2017 Albums of the Year, the Londoners prove that the aural onslaught of 'Come Play The Trees' wasn't a one-time party. Now, with their adopted warehouse habitat under constant threat, the woodwose have disguised themselves as sharp-suited property developers in order to infiltrate. The sounds they eke out are as frenzied and unstable as you’d expect. The primal rhythms and forest chants are all present and correct. On the surface it’s hedonistic business as usual – a communal dance for the ages. But there’s a sense of discomfort too. There’s subversion, but it’s not clear who’s subverting who. There’s a message, but it’s often fragmented. Keep dancing. Keep foraging. Perhaps the woodwose are human after all...
“It’s a danceable, destabilised stew of The Pop Group, Kraftwerk, Can and Liars” Uncut