Otherworldly progressive sludge collective HE WHOSE OX IS GORED will kick off a four-date mini tour tonight. The trek will make its way through Portland, San Francisco, Los Angeles, and Sacramento, with support provided by shoe gazing experimentalists Dust Moth, featuring Ryan Frederiksen of These Arms Are Snakes. Additionally, the band will be performing two brand new, never-heard-before tracks from their as-yet-untitled forthcoming full-length.
HE WHOSE OX IS GORED w/ Dust Moth:
2/16/2017 Ash Street Saloon – Portland, OR
2/17/2017 Thee Parkside – San Francisco, CA
2/18/2017 The Echo – Los Angeles, CA (early show!)
2/19/2017 The Colony – Sacramento, CA
HE WHOSE OX IS GORED continues to tour in support of their critically-lauded The Camel, The Lion, The Child issued in 2015 via Bleeding Light Records. A monolithic, eight-track, near hour-long exercise in sonic alchemy, with The Camel, The Lion, The Child the Seattle unit travels far beyond the confines of traditional musical boundaries with a sound that’s at once cinematic, ethereal, and sprawling yet unequivocally heavy.
Captured at Red Room and Ex Ex Audio in Seattle by Robert Cheek (Serial Hawk, Noise-A-Tron etc.) with additional recording at Avast Studios with Randall Dunn (Sunn O))), Earth, Wolves In The Throne Room etc.), mixed by Matt Bayles (Isis, Mastodon etc.) and mastered by frequent collaborator, Blake Bickel, The Camel, The Lion, The Child is a truly cathartic audio expedition not to be ignored.
HE WHOSE OX IS GORED’s The Camel, The Lion, The Child is streaming and available for purchase at THIS LOCATION.
“…disfiguring the expectations of metal, noise, punk and dance in the best ways.” – Metal Riot
“…these guys understand the significance of an intense ebb and flow, and that clearly makes for beautiful, engaging music.” – Last Rites
“…epic post-metal that rolls ominously like dark clouds over big sky country…” – Pop Matters
“The quartet’s sound stimulates multiple pleasure centers: the sweetness of post-grunge psychedelia courtesy of keyboardist and singer Lisa Mungo as well as the muscular Botch-ish groove that few outside the Pacific Northwest can produce…” — Invisible Oranges