Acid Mothers Temple

That screaming shard of guitar flew from the stage faster than a Coco Cordero heater, and it had decapitation written all over it. It was the final eruption of the Acid Mothers Temple's sonic supernova that filled Boston's Axis club at Terrastock 5 in 2002. This large troupe of Japanese...

By Michael Chamy

June 10, 2004

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That screaming shard of guitar flew from the stage faster than a Coco Cordero heater, and it had decapitation written all over it. It was the final eruption of the Acid Mothers Temple's sonic supernova that filled Boston's Axis club at Terrastock 5 in 2002. This large troupe of Japanese longhairs, led by hyper-shredding axist Kawabata Makoto, takes the hippie stereotype to a whole new level. They gather regularly on a remote commune to record, producing bundles of records ranging from roaring, jam-heavy squall to repetitive trance-outs. In other words, it's worth driving to Denton for.

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