Pescadou Gualapagouse by Babe, Terror

In the same way that a cubist painter captures all sides and angles of the subject on one flat canvas, the sounds of Pescadou Gualapagouse by Babe, Terror combine music from a vast array of time periods all in one succinct, beautiful, cohesive piece. However, unlike much other music to which this description may apply, Babe, Terror goes one step further than merely taking inspiration from each musical era, instead directly layering riffs atop one another that, when held in isolation, all have nothing in common. A romantic symphony plays simultaneously alongside African jazz doodles, while a baroque call-and-response converses with a big band solo deep in the stereo channels. This may sound like a recipe for unmitigated chaos, but these sounds mutually bolster one another the way a city’s skyline effortlessly synthesizes architecture from across history. Blasting us out of our physical surroundings and sending us to an unmistakable, idiosyncratic location completely unstuck in time, apocalypses past and present collapse inward into one scene of radiant life: tragic and romantic, victorious and destitute, yet always unavoidable.