Acid King ALUNAH

The Black Heart, London Birmingham’s ALUNAH [7] are on a mission, they just don’t sound bothered if they complete it, mapping out a holding pattern between seeking enlightenment and classic doom torpor. Flowing over a bedrock of Saint Vitus-fried fuzz, Sophie Day’s vocals carry a hint of Jex Thoth and SubRosa, but while the band persevere until their cyclic grooves release slowly winding leads, they’re never quite rapt enough to reach a genuinely mystic level. Their cover of The Cure’s A Forest gives it a beefed-up, molasses treatment without ever actually sounding lost in a forest, although a closing Belial’s Fjord is a redemptive psalm. San Francisco’s ACID KING

[7] are very different live to on record. More drawn out, Lori S’s vocals more intermittent, they’re an expanding wave of psychedelic satori, as riffs sound like they’re being incubated over aeons, luxuriant and near-tantric. The room is ecstatic but there’s only so much zen you can take before you need a payoff riff or time/ space-obliterating magic that AK promise yet never deliver.