 HISTORY The group formed in 2006 in Hong Kong as the drone duo of Indrayudh Shome and Danny Quinn, and at the end of 2007 moved base to New York. With a fluid lineup and various experiments in approach over the course of their three albums, Queen Elephantine is a nebulous worship of mood and time. Current lineup: Indrayudh Shome (guitar), Matt Becker (bass), Ian Sims (drums), Nate Totushek (drums), and Brett Zweiman (guitar). We’ve shared the stage with Earthride, Zoroaster, Solace, Cough, Elder, Black Pyramid, Naam, Pale Divine and many others. DISCOGRAPHY Full Length Garland of Skulls (CD 2011) Kailash (CD 2010, tape 2009) Surya (CD 2007) EPs / Splits 8XI08 Live in Brooklyn (CDR 2010) Split with Alunah (7” 2009) To Tartarus (Mp3 2008) Yatra (Mp3 2008) Split with Sons of Otis (CD 2007) Split with Elder (CDR 2006) Queen Elephantine (CDR 2006) |
INFO Contact: clfrecords at gmail.com Website: http://queenelephantine.clfrecords.com Music: http://queenelephantine.bandcamp.com Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/queenelephantine Press: http://queenelephantine.clfrecords.com/press.html ‘A long, contemplative trip into the world of inner visions, a journey in which the devotional merges with the visionary to stake out a unique corner of the musical underground.’ —Hellride Music Read more... "There comes a point when listening to a record becomes more of a religious experience than a musical one." —Roadburn's Album of the Day Read more... "A meditative space sound, like a solarized wind calmly blowing on an alien planet, or a brace of Tibetan monks on PCP, glued to their prayer mats and ommm-ing themselves to oblivion... There's plenty of galactic bliss... and plenty of underlying dread as well." —Hellride Music Read more... "A fuzzy muscle play of distorted dirge and Hindu atmospherics that easily embodies the slow majesty of bands like Earth… but this is a rawer, far heavier brew, buckling the confines of the medium, so over-saturated that it almost struggles for definition. The instruments take on a scary dynamic, like a vibrating cloud of flies, distorted in the heat. It's hard to avoid the magnetic pull of that turbine shackled hertz, or that accompanying tinsel soak from the cymbals, even the words seem to be dragging you through the dusty soil on mystic hooks." —Rottenmeats Read more... |
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