Review: There's a pronounced split between the live incarnation of The Gaslamp Killer and his musical output, where most club kids have him down as some kind of chainsaw dubstep fanatic. However on record he morphs into a wondrous haze of 60s and 70s psych anchored to heavyweight funk. As his EPs promised, his debut album goes headfirst into a searing Molotov cocktail of psychedelic tendencies and exotic samples, from Indian strings to West coast guitars via groovy organs and hard-breaking drums. It's overloaded and messy in many places, red-lining and wild eyed, but anything less would be a disappointment right?
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