Even in darkest Edinburgh, there is (a dull red) light as Salute Mary take us on a walk through downtown Saigon in an effort to exorcise the ghost of Jim Morrison from their post rock souls. Tripping out after buying some Mogwai Cds, “Lonely Escapades” staggers about looking for a back room bar wherein to rest its savaged soul. “Hanging From Tree” is way too grungy and sweaty to be from the east coast even if it does finally overdose on art house pretention. Don’t worry because it isn’t going to die anytime soon. You’re going to need a wooden stake to do that.
“Vivid Pale” attempts to drown you – and you deserve it – in post rock sensibilities but finally decides to hold you above water with a demon groove and a cascade of echoing guitars. Nobody wears a tie here and you can just smell the decadence.
Play it loud. Play it after dark. Watch out for the monsters!