On October 6, 2011, we journied to Georgia Theatere in Athens Georgia to catch the experience in Ghostland Observatory. It was a wonderful night with a building anxious, anticipation of what was in store. A new venue, a new hope, and a most powerful new thrill were all delivered in ways, never perceived, in anyones raw imagination. Yet, we are the ones who entered Ghostland Observatory.
Aaron Behrens a.k.a. Pocahontas struts around and works the crowd as a seasoned legend. He's tucked inside a silhouette and caught behind lasers. The lasers are non-stop, forming and filling all voids, with the same fullness found in the middle of the music provided by The Wizard, Thomas Turner.
You start off grounded to later find yourself elevating and becoming more extended. Their songs and cadence preaches to you the whole time, keeping you lost in a ministry of dance and trance. The music carries many elements from authentic electro-funk bottoms found in the eighties, layered with dance, and sliding into elctro-pop. It keeps a drive and cadence that can catch listener lost in an exact beat that although isn't droning, drones the listener. Aarons wails and anthems float on top with effortless ease and purpose, followed with a soft delay that repeats at the same rhythm as the underlying beat taking you, only deeper, into the Observatory.
Their music also replicates who and what they stand for as a band. It stands on its own. It creates its own genre and elicits its own sound. The band itself runs its own show, from when, where, and how they play. They are all in all, their own creation from the ground up, without the influences of being caught up in what is commercial. They are they're own signature through and through.
Their signature is also all over a stage show that is simple yet elegant and haunting yet bright. It opens a window to a land that only the Wizard and Pocahontas reside. It is a land that thrusts magic into the night and into the minds of those peering through the window. What an energized and intense portrait that was painted that Thursday night. The final brush stroke on the canvas delivering the spellbinding, haunting, but energized rejuvination called Ghostland Observatory.
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