New Age Healers are like a crack Commando unit from some old war movie. And to say a crack Commando unit, that means a Commando unit that’s really good, not a Commando unit on crack. You know, some roughnecks who don’t follow orders too well get thrown together to go and destroy some Nazi installation between enemy lines. You’ve got the dynamite expert played by the posh English guy, the mechanic, the knife dude etc. Essentially, New Age Healers could be trusted to blow up U-Boat pens in Peenemunde. New Age Healers are not repeat not, a crack Commando unit, having been born too late and having a taste for Altoids (watch the music vid below), instead they turn their deadly skills to the music biz, which is less dangerous but has more villains. Debris is their new album…
‘Message From The Past’ is a pure slice of overdriven warrior psych with a huge helping of Echo & The Bunnymen, “you can’t hurt me… when I hurt myself, you can’t hate me… when I hate myself” might even be an especially mopey set of Mac lyrics.
Meanwhile ‘Hang On’ is blissed out Ride. ‘Satellites’ is pacy open road pop on it’s streamlined Velvets riff. ‘There Goes The Sun’ climbs on a hugely ascending hero riff. ‘Valentine’s Day Massacre’ hugs each hairpin. ‘I Followed A Sound’ stomps like The Black Angels.
New Age Healers have a consistent guitar sound which really helps forge their own identity. It’s a hot hydrogen inrush of noise that characterises them. The rhythm section is pacier than most shoegaze-y type music too. Speed and cruising on the highway is the order of the day. Each song zooms into the next like street lights in a tunnel. New Age Healers wanna burn and go places in cars that can really go.