Wolf In The Fold

I love the Green Door, an SF group with a sound best described as Morricone-core: psychey-acidy-surfy sounds in a reverby spectrum that evoke spaghetti westerns and desert madness. Their first album from 2011 is a personal favorite, full of atmospheric setpieces and hallucinary cactus textures. This is their second, and it lives up to the original. RIYL: Ennio Morricone, Thee Oh Sees. No FCCs.

1. (4:19) ***** Refried guitar, razor-edged chanting. Medium-paced military trudge across sunbaked desert, with start-and-stop psychey freak-outs.
2. (6:53) ******* Midtempo surfy into a driving tambourine desert acid trip, vapory reveries in the chorus. Builds up with occasional drummy madness, more surf freak-outs.
3. (4:38) ***** Loping, mumbly tex-mex jaunt into spacey dreams, then back into echoey madness. Reversed instrumentation adds to the trip
4. (4:51) **** Straight-ahead organ-drenched folk ballad with scratchy vox, in a manner of The Animals. Builds to a dramatic climax.
5. (5:12) ****** Slow and full of pent-up energy, grinds endlessly on a powerful groove and ghostly croons over with night-desert sounds, builds to infinite drama
6. (0:58) Short piece with howling, etc