At the last EXPDX Presents… show, after No Parades had played a glorious set of lush, intricate ambience, a friend who just happened to venture down to Valentine’s to drink gin and tonics pulled me aside and (without knowing that I was the person responsible for booking the show) asked me, “Can you explain to me why that was any good?” I was so dumbfounded by his question that I couldn’t cobble together the words to explain properly. But listening to this new two-track collection by Okha, one of the city’s best noise artists, I think I’ve hit upon something.
The sounds of Okha and No Parades couldn’t be more different, but what they share to my ears is an immersive quality. They wrap you up completely in these blankets of sound until you can’t see or hear anything but what they are pumping out of their pedals and noisemakers. And I love that about them. While the rest of the music world tries passive-aggressively to get my attention, here are artists that lay it all out and, with No Parades, try to intoxicate me, and with Okha, dare me to stare into the abyss without blinking. That’s probably the same feeling this friend gets when listening to an emo band that he loves or some aggro bit of art rock. This is the only music that really, really gets me excited these days. And I’m lucky as all hell to live in a city where it’s being made on the regular.