Maserati are a post rock pysch band from Athens, Georgia, an oasis of civilisation in the redneckdom of the southern states of America. The band started out in 2000, though I didn’t catch up with Maserati till their 2007 album Inventions for the New Season.
Whereas Inventions grabbed my attention with its long, intense subtly morphing instrumentals their new one, Rehumanizer (Temporary Residence) has more song-like offerings. The bass and drums are especially prominent in this recording as discreet dynamic instruments in their own right but still fulfill their prime function of creating a solid platform for the soaring, sweeping and stabbing dual guitars to launch from.
First song up, No Cave, is a bit of a statement of intent with some swirly space rock synth things going on that clearly announce a prog-out is about to be experienced. It builds and does what so few progressive post rock bands can actually manage, it takes off and it flies.
Living Cell surprises as it comes with a nice variation, vocals. I’ve no idea what they are singing about but I am perfectly happy with my own mangled interpretation.
Monte Jura has some obvious synthesizer sounds but ones that seem a bit timeless in a traditional prog rock rather than in a high tech way. It works, all of this material sounds tastefully correct and timeless.
There are more surprises on End of Man with what sounds like more vocals but this time processed through some sort of vocoder device. Think of the vocoder as being a bit of an eccentric electronic megaphone. I was one to jeer when Neil Young released Trans in the early 1980s but now wish I’d kept the album as I’m now rather found of the demented sound of the damn thing. Again, Maserati are looking for variation to help mix up their sounds and this works.
Rehumanizer 1, and Rehumanizer 11 which seamlessly follows, feel like a return to the Maserati of the Inventions era, majestic rolling, evolving post rock instrumentals driven by exquisite rhythm section playing and given purpose with occasional powerful changes of pace, key and direction. The guitaring is impressive and works all the better for being understated rather than flashy. Reassuringly, the band all have short hair in the rare band photo on the inside cover
I am rather partial to things post rock and Maserati are on the psychedelic end of that particular genre, something I’m a little wary of but this is one of the best. The band can really play, and what they play is well arranged and dynamic and takes you on a real trip. Not just one for the heads.