Pyramid Club presents... Hyperculte
Location: St Peter's Hall, Paekakariki, Wellington
After abandoning their tour in March 2020 as Covid hit, Hyperculte are back to finish what they started.
Hyperculte's music hints at the kind of ancient, pine-scented black magic of central European folklore captured in the costumes on the cover of their 2016 self-titled debut album. Driving forces of the Geneva experimental rock scene, Simone Aubert (drums/guitar/vocals) and Vincent Bertholet (double bass/vocals) hail from the either side of the mountainous, myth-drenched Swiss-French border region. They met when living in the same squat in Geneva and started playing together in 2014. Simone came from the dark and experimental band Massicot, Vincent from the Dadaist big band Orchestra Tout Puissant Marcel Duchamp.
In Hyperculte both open their mouths in repetitive and inspired litanies containing fragments of literary texts and political slogans. There’s a playfulness alongside their shouty passion, sharp syncopation, discordant repetition and enormous, throbbing motorik rhythms. The whole mixes up in a fireball trance, both meditative and of extraordinary energy.
Hyperculte have a solid, unstoppable, repetitive groove but with a proper uninhibited punk rock edge. While their music is often very sparse and minimal, it is also complex and expressive, dense and discordant and edgy... Hyperculte may be the band I have been waiting for all my life. Expletive Undeleted Hyperculte touches with the end of the fists the urgency and the audacity of Liquid Liquid, the inventiveness of Arthur Russell, the uninhibited ardor of Neu! and Can, the barred pop of Areski and that intangible and incantatory something from the depths of the soil of existence! - Bongo Joe
Sshadows: New four-piece featuring All Seeing Hand front man Jonny Marks on vocals/electronics, Orchestra of Spheres’ Daniel Beban on guitar, extraordinary Ghanaian drummer Ato Kwamena, and the human being with the world’s biggest bass-to-body mass index ratio, Isaac Smith. Endlessly propulsive grooves; intoxicated syncopations; blistering guitar and transportative vocals.
Oonaverse (aka Bek Coogan) spins obscure cult classics.
Presale tickets available via Under the Radar
Many thanks to Creative NZ for supporting Pyramid Club's programming.
