Thanks to Keith Haworth at CultureDeluxe.com who attended the London show and wrote the following review:
The Soundcarriers
Heaven London, July 8th
Featured Artists: The Soundcarriers
Adam, Pish, Dorian and Leonore aka The Soundcarriers take to the stage of Heaven’s dungeon like vaults as a stripped down four piece, eschewing the strings and woodwind and bristling with confidence after debut album ‘Harmonium’ s deservedly universal acclaim. However, after a somewhat tentative start on ‘Glide’, due mainly to sound problems, the subtlety of the dual vocal dynamics of Dorian and Leonore begins to gel and to solidify, their guitar and keys combination turning the stage into the trippy Warholian party scene from the classic film ‘Midnight Cowboy’.
Taking their cue from psychedelic and orchestral pop bands of the sixties such as The Groop, The Free Design and Elephants Memory to name but a few, along with the now almost obligatory CAN, the band really hit their stride with a blistering version of ‘Caught By The Sun’.
The real star of the night and visual centrepiece is their nonchalant and bearded drummer Adam. A frenetic human metronome who effortlessly exudes an air of cool, while battering seven shades of shit out of his drum kit like a rockier Robert Wyatt or a harder hitting John Densmore, which is, it must be said, high praise indeed. In fact live, The Soundcarriers are a far heavier proposition, losing a little of the album’s subtlety, while simultaneously, as on ‘Cannonball’, reenergizing the songs to propulsive effect due to Pish’s Axelrod - like plectrum bass assault. There is also more than a touch of Soft Machine’s free jazz workouts about them that is not immediately evident on the album.
They also bring to mind Stereolab’s more frenetic and edgy psych-rock / Kraut workouts. Ultimately though, The Soundcarriers are a laboratory like distillation of all the finest moments of the sixties long forgotten underground history, so it is refreshing to see a band drawing upon a seemingly limitless vein of retrospective inspiration by looking to the past without resorting to the obviousness of the usual clichéd sixties checklist. Like The Fleet Foxes before them, a band with which they have a psychic, if not an audio connection with, they draw upon the past in order to reinterpret the future. Needless to say that theirs is looking very bright indeed.