The Warlocks
The Warlocks are an American rock band based out of Los Angeles. Their musi… Read Full Bio ↴The Warlocks are an American rock band based out of Los Angeles. Their music has been defined as neo-psychedelia, but much of it spans multiple genres.
After forming in 1999, the ever-changing personnel of The Warlocks meant that the band had already toured nineteen different members before it was slimmed to the classic seven-piece outfit that established their reputation. Consisting of Bobby Hecksher (Vocals/Guitar), J.C. Rees (guitar), Ryan McBride (guitar), Jenny Fraser (Bass), Laura Grigsby (Tambourine/Keys), Bob Mustachio (Drums) and Jason Anchondo (Drums) - their two drummers with four guitarists formation produced a relentless, hypnotic wall of sound that suggested a collision between classic psychedelia, Krautrock and The Velvet Underground-style rock and roll.
Front man Bobby Hecksher grew up in the swamps of Tampa Bay, Florida where he was practically raised at a radio station owned his Grandfather and where his mum also worked as a secretary. As a result Bobby was soon eating and breathing rock'n'roll on a daily basis.
Bobby recalls, "My granddad was an inspiration. He created the radio station out of thin air. And from it all these nuggets of rock'n'roll came toward me".
At sixteen his family left the swamps and moved to LA where Bobby soon found kindred spirits. He jammed with Beck playing bass on "Stereopathetic Soul Manure"; he hung out in the in the decadent atmosphere of the 'Mad Hatter' club and moonlighted in the Brian Jonestown Massacre whilst also attending parties with legendary acid guru Timothy Leary, a potent cultural and creative mix that led to the formation of The Warlocks.
Time isn’t constant or concrete. It’s made of color and shade. Time flows, blurs and fades away in dim morning light. Time melts. And The Warlocks are the ecstatic, hazy, foreboding, holy tick tock of time that isn’t anything at all.
For five albums, The Warlocks have lived in between and beyond minutes and hours. Sway to The Warlocks live and loud songs will drift and envelop each other like fog. Listen to the records and you’ll hear soundtracks to fuzz-freaked, bacchanalian stomps, pre-dawn city prowls, sleeping late with new crushes, and the elation and exhaustion that wash in and recede deep in the wee hours.
The Warlocks new LP The Mirror Explodes speaks and whispers from all of these places. But where the band’s last long player, Heavy Deavy Skull Lover, tweaked time in a icy-cool, white-noise swirl that evoked a decadent lysergic night, The Mirror Explodes is disorientation through a longer lens —pictures of luck, longing, losing, moods and fever dreams scrambled in the haze of near and distant memory.
On the 8 songs of The Mirror Explodes, the band’s signature amalgam of White Light/White Heat attack; space panoramas, fuzz, melancholy, and melody is present and potent. But there is vivid focus too. Throbbing bass lines, distant rolling thunder drums, and zombie rattlesnake shake are a heartbeat of strange, ominous vitality. Guitars howl, slash and bounce like light. Bobby Hecksher’s vocals sound oddly alone and unsettlingly intimate all at once. And just when you think you understand the sum of these sonic elements, they become something else entirely…
Discography (full length):
Rise and Fall (2001)
Phoenix (2002)
Surgery (2005)
Heavy Deavy Skull Lover (2007)
The Mirror Explodes (2009)
After forming in 1999, the ever-changing personnel of The Warlocks meant that the band had already toured nineteen different members before it was slimmed to the classic seven-piece outfit that established their reputation. Consisting of Bobby Hecksher (Vocals/Guitar), J.C. Rees (guitar), Ryan McBride (guitar), Jenny Fraser (Bass), Laura Grigsby (Tambourine/Keys), Bob Mustachio (Drums) and Jason Anchondo (Drums) - their two drummers with four guitarists formation produced a relentless, hypnotic wall of sound that suggested a collision between classic psychedelia, Krautrock and The Velvet Underground-style rock and roll.
Front man Bobby Hecksher grew up in the swamps of Tampa Bay, Florida where he was practically raised at a radio station owned his Grandfather and where his mum also worked as a secretary. As a result Bobby was soon eating and breathing rock'n'roll on a daily basis.
Bobby recalls, "My granddad was an inspiration. He created the radio station out of thin air. And from it all these nuggets of rock'n'roll came toward me".
At sixteen his family left the swamps and moved to LA where Bobby soon found kindred spirits. He jammed with Beck playing bass on "Stereopathetic Soul Manure"; he hung out in the in the decadent atmosphere of the 'Mad Hatter' club and moonlighted in the Brian Jonestown Massacre whilst also attending parties with legendary acid guru Timothy Leary, a potent cultural and creative mix that led to the formation of The Warlocks.
Time isn’t constant or concrete. It’s made of color and shade. Time flows, blurs and fades away in dim morning light. Time melts. And The Warlocks are the ecstatic, hazy, foreboding, holy tick tock of time that isn’t anything at all.
For five albums, The Warlocks have lived in between and beyond minutes and hours. Sway to The Warlocks live and loud songs will drift and envelop each other like fog. Listen to the records and you’ll hear soundtracks to fuzz-freaked, bacchanalian stomps, pre-dawn city prowls, sleeping late with new crushes, and the elation and exhaustion that wash in and recede deep in the wee hours.
The Warlocks new LP The Mirror Explodes speaks and whispers from all of these places. But where the band’s last long player, Heavy Deavy Skull Lover, tweaked time in a icy-cool, white-noise swirl that evoked a decadent lysergic night, The Mirror Explodes is disorientation through a longer lens —pictures of luck, longing, losing, moods and fever dreams scrambled in the haze of near and distant memory.
On the 8 songs of The Mirror Explodes, the band’s signature amalgam of White Light/White Heat attack; space panoramas, fuzz, melancholy, and melody is present and potent. But there is vivid focus too. Throbbing bass lines, distant rolling thunder drums, and zombie rattlesnake shake are a heartbeat of strange, ominous vitality. Guitars howl, slash and bounce like light. Bobby Hecksher’s vocals sound oddly alone and unsettlingly intimate all at once. And just when you think you understand the sum of these sonic elements, they become something else entirely…
Discography (full length):
Rise and Fall (2001)
Phoenix (2002)
Surgery (2005)
Heavy Deavy Skull Lover (2007)
The Mirror Explodes (2009)
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The Warlocks Lyrics
Baby Blue Pretty pictures and circular cars Disco bars and cool guitar…
Can't Come Down Well, I'm flying down desert streets Wrapped in mother's win…
Dear Son The makeup is dripping off my face The person I am…
Death Tragic was the memory A sacrifice of broken dreams It turn…
Double Life Ahhh I see how you are With your stolen car That you…
House of Glass Trip down the hallway, i know she must be moving Walk…
I Can't Come Down Well, I'm flying down desert streets Wrapped in mother's win…
I'm Not Good Enough / Party Like We Used To There is nothing left to see here so move on There…
Isolation The sun comes out but it brings me no, happiness The…
It Ayo This one's For everybody that supported me man When I'm …
It's Just Like Surgery i'm starting to lose my mind but I can see now and…
Mean Machine It's time to let go of those fears Come clean be…
Mr. Boogeyman When will you time come? When will they see right through…
Red Camera I saw her waiting Through the needle nose Through a pair of…
Shake The Dope Out Tiptoe Cross the freeway What should I show that I made…
Slowly Disappearing Sonic jesus on the telephone Proud to be religious he talks…
So Paranoid Wait my love i mean get out of here The switches…
Song for Nico Do the things you do so well No matter how dumb…
Standing Between The Lovers Of Hell If that's the way its going to be I'll destroy everything…
Static Eyes You tell me that you're laughing YOu tell me that you're…
Sucking out Your Soul Like A Son Of A Bitch Sucking out your soul like a son of bitch Take…
The Dope Feels Good Ah she's just a child, here she is oh yeah…
The Midnight Sun Take away this blessed heat I can feel my flesh is…
The Valley Of Death Spit glee and roll in the ladder Magazines filled with bulls…
There Is A Formula To Your Despair There is a formula to your despair We just change a…
Thursday's Radiation What do you want? What do you want to know? There's a…
We Need Starpower How does one feel to be so dead inside, When the…
Whips of Mercy I don't know how to Love only her She looks at…
You Make Me Wait It ain't that deep, especially when you're fucked up too I…