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Tarantula
A punk rock drummer walking down St. Mark's Place. Fugitives sitting in an anonymous, smokey coffee house, skulking in the corner. A wild cellist, case in tow, rushing madly about the streets of some European town -- Berlin, perhaps, or maybe Budapest. A pair of lovers, dressed in their best tango-ing outfits, having a quarrel on the streets of Paris. The sneering gypsy with his violin in one hand and the other on the knife hanging from his belt; he surveys the room quietly, with a glimmer of mischief in his eye. This is history, this is drama, this is merely your imagination, this is circumstance, and this is a band named Tarantula. It's music for the novel that's still being written in your head.
Drawing from such disparate sources of inspiration as free jazz, nuevo tango, and classical string quartets, they will take you musky libraries and dirty street corners. Tarantula is about the melding of minds and the beautifully unexpected, where one half of the band looks like they'd be playing your grandmother's tea party and the other half of the band looks perfectly at home at your neigborhood dive bar. It's Tin Hat Trio meets the Tosca Tango Orchestra meets Bill Frisell meets The Dirty Three meets that shitty punk rock band that's always practicing in the garage, all synthesizing into a single, mesmerizing entity that explores everything from an all-out, powerful wall of sound to the quietest, most intense moment between a single violin or a glockenspiel. Live, they do not rest until every single person in the room is left slack-jawed and dazed, leaving as believers in Tarantula.
Tarantula - Embedded In Ice
Tarantula - Opening Theme
Official Tarantula site. Buy their self-titled EP from Insound.
Posted by Queen of the Front Row at 02.21.05 at 1:23 PM
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