Free-folk improv artists Wooden Wand & The Vanishing Voice have been flooding the underground music landscape with releases recently having already released no less than five albums in their brief history– perhaps they named this one Flood in coy recognition of the fact?
Where another recent Wooden Wand release, Gipsy Freedom flirted with call-and-response conversation's that recalled Jack Kerouac recordings, and other offbeat directions such as a folk-metal tinge and In Gowan Ring folk, The Flood has a more consistent sound like a doomsday cult hard at work chanting and trying to communicate with extraterrestrial life.
Heavy chanting and eastern-tinged jazz vocals – think Alice Coltrane, perhaps – float alongside skreeing, noisy guitars and warbly warbling for the first half hour of The Flood. Heavy mental, this.
Things brighten a bit on "(I Wanna Live On) Sunbeam Creek" as acoustic instruments gently thrum in meandering tandem, although dissonant bass refuses to allow things to stray to far into a world of green fields and blue skies.
"Dogpaddlin' Home In Line With My Lord" might makes some listeners think of Maitreya Kali. Maybe with a pinch of Creedence thrown in for good measure?
As with other Wooden Wand & The Vanishing Voice releases, this is appropriate listening for fans of Sunburned Hand, No-Neck Blues Band, Finnish freak folk, Yahowha, and other like-minded psychedelic voyagers.




