When Oakland-based sax player Scott “Pinkmountain” Rosenberg
assembled a quintet of his favorite musicians in 2006 under the name
Pink Mountainโ€”not to be confused with the Black Mountain offshoot
Pink Mountaintopsโ€”they made messy, skronky, heavy experimental
prog that’s weirder than any music its members make outside of the
band. The new, second, self-titled album is the result of studio
improvisation and experimentation, with edited and overdubbed takes
comprising a patchwork of sonic assault that eschews convention without
shedding its essential musicality.

“The way we work, it’s a crapshoot,” says keyboardist Sam Coomes,
also of Portland’s Quasi. “You never know if it’s going to be great or
a disaster. At a certain point, I started thinking, ‘Shit, this is
pretty awesomeโ€”how the hell did this happen?’ None of our other
projects do music much like Pink Mountain, so we tend to surprise
ourselves pretty frequently.”

John Shiurba’s guitar and Coomes’ vocals make “Eternal Halflife”
almost sound like a mellower moment from Built to Spill, were it not
for Gino Robair’s seasick, time-shifting drumbeat. Meanwhile, the
throbbing low end of “Ditch Witch” could haunt the evilest-sounding
metal track, and the ascending riff of “Foreign Rising” goes from
ominous to hopeful with its repetition. Rosenberg’s reeds, augmented by
Kyle Bruckmann’s oboe, inject a familiar King Crimson element to the
progressive maelstrom, and Coomes allows his voice to sound truly
unhingedโ€”his liberated screams sound less angry than his more
conventional vocals with Quasi.

Due to the band members’ other projects, a Pink Mountain gig is a
rare thing, but they’re unraveling the new record for a small clutch of
live shows. The members of the band occasionally sound like they’re all
playing different songs, but instead of chaos, Pink Mountain achieves a
haphazard glory, a fleeting transcendence that is music stripped of any
theme or emotionโ€”but pure in its physicality.

“I often think about music as a sort of blueprint for life in a
larger sense,” says Coomes, “and Pink Mountain really comes close to a
model of how I would like the larger world to beโ€”lots of freedom,
spontaneity, and individual expression, but with a collective sense of
purpose.”

Pink Mountain

Fri July 17
Backspace
115 NW 5th

Ned Lannamann is a writer and editor in Portland, Oregon. He writes about film, music, TV, books, travel, tech, food, drink, outdoors, and other things.

One reply on “The Anti-Supergroup”

  1. Their first album was terrific – a big, noisy psych fest with twiddling horns in the corners. I was really impressed. I’m going to miss their two shows down here in the Bay Area, sadly.

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