The Irish quintet announce their appearance, promising some of the most intriguing, indie psychedelia of the past five years.
Photo: Celeste Burdon
Following the release of its semi-title track, WRSW, back in June of this year, pôt-pot’s debut provides more psychy, hypnotic rock for those long, liminal nights driving down unmarked roads in distant countries. 22° Halo, the album’s first full-length track, is five minutes of sublime, dreamlike bliss, set to a Gizz-esque, microtonal backbeat.
Sextape, meanwhile, is a more stripped-back affair, once more embodying that timespace between the witching hours and not-quite-the-dawn, while the nearly seven-minute WRSW remains one of the standout releases of this year. pôt-pot have only just announced their presence with a debut, and yet prove masters of their own little hungover, hazy-eyed, psychedelic corner.
We waltz through the moreish, Hitchcockian fever dream of Fake Eyes before I AM! delivers some of the album’s louder, punkier moments. Can’t Handle It, a quasi-blues psych anthem, is another one to look out for; the soundtrack to a deep south barfight, while The Lights Are On delivers some of the group’s finest guitar work.
Hot Scene is one last, indie-rock jab to the throat, and Change Your Life is the watered-down whiskey to anaesthetise the pain. The result? An album that quite defies description, but remains forty minutes of alternative, exotic fuzz. pôt-pot are every inch the mysterious new kids on the block; their name is cryptic, the album title conjures impossibly long distances and dimly lit, European backroads — their music is just the soundtrack for the trip. Warsaw 480km might be the midnight sleeper train hit psych-rock was unaware it needed.
Warsaw 480km is out now via felte. Buy the album on Bandcamp here.
