When the late, great and recently departed Angus Young was directed by long-haul critic Jim Farber to the contention that all AC/DC albums sound distinguishable from one another the venerable guitarist wasn’t stirred. His answer was simple. "I'm sick and tired of people saying that we put out 11 albums that sound exactly the same,” he replied. “We've put out 12 albums that sound exactly same."
Okay, King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard aren’t exactly hitting into AC/DC territory…yet. Not by a long margin. But maybe they’re casting a sidelong glance at the philosophy of, “If it isn’t broke, why fix it?” This is after all a group which has always skewed towards the non-too-serious side of things.
Polygondwanaland continues a headlong rush into a world of adrenaline-fuelled garage and swirling high fantasy prog.
Towering rhythms and Stygian guitar lines carry the day. Nowhere do they meld together more perfectly than on monstrous opening jam ‘Crumbling Castles’. Clocking in at over ten minutes, this behemoth of a song ventures between everything from the demonic soundscaping of Goblin to delicate woodwind passages of halcyon prog. It also introduces a number of motifs, synth zaps and tense arpeggios which continue to scatter throughout the shorter helpings that follow.
This record isn’t a snore. For a band who dropped no less than 52 new tracks in the space of a year, they’ve done considerably well to get here at all. Their forth this year and overall twelfth, sucks the listener into the slipstream of another sensational and consciousness-expanding journey. If this group have indeed been rocking out on more or less of one long continuous jam since ‘Hot Wax’ naysayers be darned it’s been a good one.