THE WEAKEST LINK CAN PULL THE HEAVY LOAD OUT OF THE BLUES AND ONTO THE ROAD 2004
About: "Two side long live rituals. Overcast, thick with mud and mosquitoes. Large Family jams featuring demons."
"CDr featuring two live sets from the beginning of the first Davenport tour. Includes live fantasy soul version of "Country Blues" and a deep explorative environmental psyche freakscene - The Heaviest Tongue. Recorded at the Million Tongues Festival."
TONGUE OF BEAR 2004
Nature Tape Limb/23 Production
Review: "A CDR reissue of an even more limited tape release, Tongue of Bear captures Davenport's more drone-centric side. The album opens with two very short songs. A bong and some stray slide guitar announce the presence of "Soil March" before a drum heartbeat pounds away, pummeling through twisting guitar chords and clanging, crashing percussion. "Worm Roots" take hold in the freshly broken up soil, as a trancelike zither-sounding guitarline weaves through a cluttered backdrop of fluctuating tones, crying vocals, and much clanging....
...Fans of Stars of the Lid and Double Leopards should really enjoy Tongue of Bear for it's title track. It's in stark contrast to the soft and pleasing folk of Springtime on Saturnalia and Free Country, but it's no less compelling."
BUCOLIC PIGTICS 2005
About: "Mystic gremlins performing ritualistic free/folk hymns way past their bedtime, viciously evoking the inner troubadour... An almost cosmic resurrection of ancient rites. Molten jewel-cases under the hoof & a six-pack gettin' warm next to the campfire."
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THE HANDS OF WORM HEAVEN 2005
Review: "Davenport's "last CDR release" would have worked even better as their first proper CD release, as its an almost ideal summary of all the great vibes and ideas they've been tossing around over dozens of tapes and CDRs the past couple years. The communal hooting and hollering, the riffs and string phrases fractured by so much clang and clatter, the eerie insect drones that flow out of the fits of forced calmness... if the band had simply compiled all the best moments from their present discography, it'd be hard pressed to equal this near 80 minute monster, with Clay Ruby and the gang aligning their spirts most acutely.
Almost every song is as epic as the album, all but two surpassing the 9 minute mark. "The Spells We Know" passes 14 minutes as a relatively few number of brethren create Native American-esque drumming out of a few pots and pans as bellowing, droning notes fill the background. As the pounding picks up pace and structure, the other instruments start to stir the pot, creating a soft tonal drone - sounding to my ears what a bug-zapper must look like to a fly. As the mind focuses on the tone, rock drumming explodes outward!..
...This one is definitely worth picking up. The band has other new releases which are more accessible and more mind-fuck experimental, but this one may be the closest to who they actually are."
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