Pauw - Macrocosm Microcosm (Caroline Records, 2015)
It’s always been my contention that once played, a song never really stops playing, perhaps over your stereo, but not in the ether, where it continues to circle the globe and beyond, just waiting for someone or something to tap into its presence ... and Pauw [meaning Peacock in Dutch] have done just that. Listening and watching this band, who’s very clothing seems to have once existed, perhaps in the Matrix, or at the Fillmore, where on a heady San Francisco night, Pauw certainly could have opened for the likes of The Jefferson Airplane, or given Moby Grape a run for their money, painting hypnotic musical images that kaleidoscope before your eyes, morphing into the hazy blue smoke filtering its way to the ceiling and into the stratosphere, where it was caught by gentle galactic sound waves, and has been spinning out there for all time.
Perhaps Pauw have existed before, or just were never able to catch the moment before. Nevertheless, they certainly exist now, not so much re-igniting a spark that once was, but fanning the flames of a fire that’s never gone away.
Review made by Jenell Kesler/2015
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