Review: Moonin Down ‘The Third Planet’
Without the disclosure of Planet X from worldwide governments, we have yet to discover what rock ‘n’ roll would sound like on this extraordinarily controversial planet. Nibiru comes equipped with a pair of demon wings that are said to be asteroids and space debris flying along with the planet in its orbital path through multiple solar systems.
Moonin Down gives us a glimpse of what rock ‘n’ roll is on their planet though, with The Third Planet released earlier this year. The band walk amongst the stars and bare Italian psychedelic folk songs along their pilgrimage. One can join along, but if they do, they have joined a band of horned gypsy thieves raiding the solar system of truth and tumbling along its unknown orbit with little warning.
Bones is whiskey-laden druid blues. It was the first time I heard a guitar sound like a harmonica. It helps to launch the moon landing just right this time from the original radio edit they cut last year for it. Speaking of moon landings, remind me at the end to tell my ‘dark star story’. Springtime has a haunting, harmonious ominous vibe to it which is the creepy beauty of springtime in the first place.
The band walk amongst the stars and bare Italian psychedelic folk songs along their pilgrimage…
Open your arms out wide and ask to be a receiver of this hidden knowledge storming the cosmos weathering up some bad bands that have been torpedoed at us lately. Moonin Down might not have Hollywood stars named after Stephano, Fabio or Allessio, but they’re on an expansive mission leading us to the golden horizon of a sunset.
The title track, The Third Planet, doesn’t move mountains like I would like it to, or the late Leslie West could move, but it drifts in and out desert rock that is not of this planet as the lyrics ‘We are sailors, and we sail along the stars’ states. The album came out at the beginning of the year and upon tracking its progress, it hasn’t slowed down in mobility or poetry.
If mood is what you look to seek then look out for the trip that creeps up on you when The Day That David Bowie Died comes on. The dark star alone died in some shrouded mystery and connection to the moon landing. If unfamiliar with Stanley Kubrick admitting on his death bed that he faked the moon landing, get familiarized with David Bowie’s last song Blackstar before your own time will come. Nothing is by coincidence from Argonauta Records, and nothing reveals itself with ease on the dark side of the moon.
Label: Argonauta Records
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Scribed by: Spring ‘The Strutter’ Chase
