Cloacas – …and the skies are not cloudy all day
[Year: 2016 / Country: USA / Label: self-released]
Every time I listen to …and the skies are not cloudy all day, I can’t help but imagine the bizarre universe of a dustbowl-era carnival. It’s a playful oasis within an otherwise desolate landscape inhabited by serious types of folks. Exploited “freaks” present bewildering feats, flim flam men swindle exuberant children, and to the dismay of religious zealots fortune tellers embrace mysticism. For every bit of playful whimsy, there’s an underbelly of tragedy. And within the childlike wonder of the presentation is an immensely skilled craft. In an instrumental synthesis of guitar, banjo, clarinet, bass, violin, percussion, singing saw, kazoos, whistles and so on, Cloacas is able to embody the odd, intricate realm of the carnival. Their closest musical kin may be A Hawk and a Hacksaw, although Cloacas doesn’t dig quite as deep into their Balkan influences.
Favorite tracks: Playing in Traffic, The Great Rhinehart Tire Fire of 1983, Croissant Moon