As they near their 20th year as a band, Kinski show no signs of slowing down. They continue to push forward, seeking out new ways to blow your mind. Their new record, Accustomed to Your Face, sounds as free and daring as their early forays, but with the luster of confidence that comes with two decades of playing together.
Having played arenas and festivals across North America and Europe, Kinski are equally at home in a local club where they can test out new material, looking to find that choice spot between pure sound exploration and off the hook riffage. One never knows what to expect when seeing Kinski live (there may be some flute, a bass played with a bow), but no matter where the music ventures it will always come back round to expertly crafted, rhythmically solid rock.
Accustomed to Your Face reflects that multi-faceted approach. In the tracks "Guest Girl Vocalist" and "There Goes Hot Stamper", Kinski seem to have harnessed the power of early punk and wed it to their own tight and head-on approach to the genre. But then there is "Kinski 101," a celebratory nod to their quintessential style of dynamically structured instrumental pieces. Weaving it all together is Kinski's consistent command of their craft. The rhythm section is dialed in and the interplay between the guitars continues to be more than the sum of their parts.
With deep roots in krautrock and South American rock of the 60's and 70's, Kinski have always been a proponent of like-minded groups from around the world, and have brought many bands to the U.S. including Acid Mothers Temple (Japan) and Träd, Gräs Och Stenar (Sweden). Similarly, their collaborations with artists such as the dance duo robbinschilds and installation artist Jim Hobbs have been fruitful, allowing them to further delve into regions of sound, working from different perspectives while connecting with new audiences that may have otherwise remained unaware of their work.
Over the years, critics have tried to pin Kinski down to certain genres (the Psych-Rock-Post-Rock-Metal patchwork flag has been planted) but Kinski defy easy categorization, fluctuating between fast, driving rawk, and sweet, lilting melodies…they will melt your brain with their supersonic shredding, but they will give you a hug before you go home.