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Yellow Elephant

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By Tom Murphy

Published on November 13, 2008 at 1:00am

If the City of Lost Children was a real place, this group would certainly hail from there. With an aesthetic that recalls Self-Non-Self-era Cranes with elements of early Laurie Anderson, Yellow Elephant’s hypnotic drones and musique concrète/found-sound take on pop is not like much of anything today, but rather artistically kindred to the latest wave of neo-tribal and lo-fi post-punk bands such as Modern Witch and Blank Dogs. There is a cinematic quality to the group’s music that suggests impressionist paintings cast upon the air to shimmer and fade, replaced by equally vivid images of a paradoxically haunting and soothing quality. While still a new outfit, Yellow Elephant (due at the Denver Zine Library, 1644 Platte Street, this Saturday, November 15) has forged a compellingly unique musical identity that’s not easy to forget.
Sat., Nov. 15, 2008