Lunatic moon! What did you give birth to? A blip, slipshod and shooting has rebooted. Just who are these Hierophants and where on earth have they been - If even on earth at all?
They stopped by once before traversing verses and entered obscurity shortly after their 2015 release Parallax Error. As the stars would have it, again they have merged, conceiving their latest LP Spitting Out Moonlight on a hill in Rye and left with Mikey Young to make sense of it all.
They are here to put lamps in your lobes where no other light goes. A synapse perhaps, nosing through nodes of those who know it is in their best interest - it is in your best interest - to surrender. Their release is nigh, so seek them now and decide for yourself, does it make you feel neurotic, neuronic, or even moronic?
Quick! It is only a short stopover, a glitch visiting and phasing in, out. Anti Fade! Thy saviour of light! Oh, yes, it is very moonee, very moonee indeed.
Our take: I missed out on Hierophants’ debut LP from 2015 and their many 7” releases, so I’m coming to Spitting Out Moonlight fresh and I’m really impressed. I immediately recognized the two vocalists from their other projects (most notably Ausmuteants and Parsnip), and while there are elements of both bands’ sounds in the mix (and fans shouldn’t hesitate to check out Hierophants) it’s hardly the whole story. I’d call Spitting Out Moonlight aggressively eclectic, as every track flirts with a different branch of the post-punk family tree. I hear bits of Tubeway Army-style synth-pop, some 60s-inspired jangle of Television Personalities or the Times, Talking Heads / Gang of Four-style punk/funk, some Wire-esque cold post-punk (“Stoned” even nicks part of its vocal melody from Wire), and even space rock on the instrumental outro to “Memory Card.” Hierophants excel at all of them, particularly the janglier and poppier tracks, and the stylistic diversity makes for a lively listen. If you’re a sucker for all the great punk and garage coming out of Australia, make a point not to miss this one.