We are thrilled to announce a new vinyl release from More Klementines. On the heels of this spring’s digital-only release of sk8 @ yr own rsk, Who Remembers Light was scored mostly on the fly with no planned approach, no talk of what it should sound like, and minimal overdubs. Three sound-brothers making music in the most organic, joyful way possible. Though this time around, in addition to the unscripted hybridized folk/psych/kraut sonic explorations that turned heads around the globe almost four years ago on their self-titled debut, we get a glimpse of this trio’s love for song craft in the plaintive gratitude of the three and a half minute “Key of Caesar.” It’s all deployed in a fashion that pushes and pulls as if at one with the tide and buoyed by the blues.
Like More Klementines self-titled debut, Who Remembers Light will be co-released by the third-eye gurus at Feeding Tube Records, this time in a limited run of 340, available August 26. Listen to the first two tracks and pre-order it here. Deep gratitude for these rad words from Byron Coley:
“Four years after their magnificent, eponymous debut, this Connecticut trio returns to vinyl with another brain-blurring set of tunes.
Picking up where that last LP left off, drummer Michael Kiefer, guitarist/vocalist Jon Schlesinger and guitarist/bassist/mandolinist/electronics/mark tree-rep, Steubs, dig ever deeper into the pulse of the Earth. The first track here, “Hot Peace,” sounds like stuttering, shimmering emanations from the core of the planet. Remember that episode of the Superman TV show, where mole men come up out of the world's deepest oil well? The instrumental parts of this album remind me of those little dudes. Because everything they touched started glowing. And even though one gets the feeling there's more than a soupçon of anger in the way More Klementines attack their instruments, who amongst us doesn't believe a little glowing psychedelic aggression is called for in this dismal day and age?
The two instrumentals on the flip have more pastoral flows. Guitar tones whirl off into the aether the way piss flies from a carousel, but the way the drops hit your skin makes them feel like beads of the purest dew, quivering in extreme close-up as you squint in the sunlight to make them out. But just when you think the drugs have totally taken over, a searing sequence of riffs emerge that make you sit up straight, so the drums can slap your head back and forth. Indeed, much of this album seesaws between the poles of abstraction and focus. Just like tripping!
There's also one vocal track, “Key of Caesar,” which has lyrics I can't figure out, but makes me think of Bob Pollard doing a blues tune based on “Take the Skinheads Bowling.” Which is just the kind of thing he might do if he'd deign to swap his frosty mug for a sugar cube. Which ain't happening this week. But Who Remembers Light is happening right now and will continue to do so every time you slap it on the box. Which should be often.”
--Byron Coley, 2022
