THE PSYCHIC PARAMOUNT
RELEASE DATE: February 22nd, 2011
CD - NOQ026-2
LP w/ Digital Download
(non returnable) – NOQ026-1
As rock bands go, The Psychic Paramount is a rigorously all-in proposition. No testing these waters. More than suddenly you are in,
covered, drenched, exhilarated and wondering if you are in over your head, all in the same moment, all at once. But diving in headﬁrst
(or were you thrown?) is itself only the jumping-off point. You weren’t told to take a deep breath ﬁrst because it wouldn’t matter, you
don’t hold your breath that long; no one does. You are going to learn to live in this atmosphere. You are going to be pressed against the
sky and held there, fully conscious, locked-in and cut loose. You may never feel more free to simply like a band for what it does.
The Psychic Paramount is Ben Armstrong (bass), Jeff Conaway (drums) and Drew St. Ivany (guitar), three lead instruments individually
and together. They make impact a state of being rather than a discrete event. As single-minded as the music may seem at ﬁrst strike,
it exists at higher elevations — of decibel, intensity, motion, color, temperature — and spills freely over the walls of genre, magma into
new land. It is punk in its fury, noise in its rash extremity, and progressive in form: small-p pro-gress as a verb, progress progress prog-
ress, move move move, forward onward upward. An unceasing coiling in and exploding out. The Psychic Paramount is always moving,
and you will feel the wind in the hair between your whitening knuckles.
II is the second intended-to-be album by The Psychic Paramount, weeks of heavy weather arranged into 40 minutes, recklessly
focused energy, white-out conditions. The band’s ﬁrst, Gamelan into the Mink Supernatural, came out ﬁve years ago, but when I say
“these things take time,” trust that I mean these speciﬁc things, not just any old things. There are no words in The Psychic Paramount’s
music; their diction is extraordinary and precise. After dozens of rips through II I have barely even begun to make out my ﬁngers in
front of my face. I won’t lie. Maybe I am beginning to sense coded relations between titles like “DDB” and “N6,” “N5” and (I’m not that
dumb) “N5.Coda.” But I won’t lie. I won’t tell you to listen to this one or look out for that one. It’s an all-in proposition. Squint your eyes
and you may glimpse forms in the storm. Open yourself wide and you might discern three silhouettes in the cataclysm, rooted, mindful,
working. Open wide and dive in.
- Mike Wolf, NYC, November 2010
• Only the 2nd studio album. 5 years in the making!
• The Psychic Paramount have previously toured with Trans Am, Acid Mothers Temple, Maserati
and will tour heavily behind this release, both in the US & Europe.
• CD comes packaged in a Stoughton “tip-on” gatefold sleeve.
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