However, whether they are myths, legends, demigods, or mere mortals, these guys are masters in grasping the roots and their musical heritage and transshipping it into a new compelling, engaging, and enthralling vision. Here we find a great spark because their intuition and their creativity is juggled with skillful alchemy among the five members of the band, mixing with prudent vibrancy now to evert the spearhead of a phrasing, now to build an empowering launch towards a “gargantuelic” chorus.

The clearest example of the changeability of this kind of interaction a la Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde, which interconnects the five members of the band for this purpose and in ever different ways, comes precisely in that vocal alter ego that erupts from the stratification of the voices of the two. lead singer.

So that feverish feeling, that thrill that rises when you hear the hum of distortion building in the background as the potentiometer rises is the pull that excites you as Electric High’s high voltage discharge gets closer and closer.

The rhapsodic factor is palpable, as genuine as it is biting, but with their strings, they are able to warp space and time, just enough to allow you to have that slightest awareness, just enough to understand that something libidinous in you. it is about to slip first under the skin and then down into the bones.

No frills and drills here. No jokes, neither chatty talk. This is pure ecstatic adrenaline, condensed into the form of music. No counter-claims. Just good, great music.