When: Sat., March 19, 9:30 p.m. 2011
This is where the freak jazz comes in. Or maybe this is sound art trying to be jazz. It's hard to tell, but here we have a band that is either great or terrible. Phantascist exists in an improv zone, with Sara Bloo delivering cavegirl sax skronks and Yoko yells, sometimes at the same time. But the Carrboro act's pieces, instead of inhabiting free-form frenzy, tend to be framed in menacing, spot-composed forms held down by bass and drums. Think a post-addiction Syd Barrett dissecting Danny Elfman. The music is like being inside insanity, and is probably meant to scare the casual listener. It's part of the draw. It's part of the repulsion. The best reaction to this odd little spectacle probably falls somewhere in the middle.
For Phantascist's CD release show, they've teamed up with Raleigh's Savage Knights, an experimental ensemble that suggests John Zorn in Eastern Europe. —Corbie Hill