The Cactus Channel
The Cactus Channel are consistently turning heads and shifting opinions about what it is to be an instrumental 10 piece band in the era of laptop producers and Kanye. No doubt they will continue to do so with their next release.
It’s soul music, baby, but not as we know it. The backbeat and the handclaps are still there and the horns still sound. The bass bumps, the organ screams and the guitars still twang, but the singer has left the room. Everything is shades of blue. This is soul music for the after hours. For the solitary dancers and the lonely hearts. The soundtrack to solitary headlights on a midnight highway. What to call it? Who cares. Can you dance to it? Just try not to. No one’s telling you to throw your hands up in the air, but no one would be surprised if you did. It’s dark here, so you can do your own thing.
Funk aficionados will hear shades of New York, echoes of El Michel’s taking on Wu Tang, the influence of Budos and Menehan et al. But this is the Generation Z version; both more tempestuous and more introverted.
“The new album might be called Wooden Boy, but there is nothing wooden about these guys. Totally hypnotic, unique and wonderful.” - CRAIG CHARLES, The Craig Charles Funk And Soul Show, BBC 6 Music
“Tightly raw soul, rambling deep-funk jams and organ-driven party mash-ups” – THE AGE
“Infectiously funky sounds... a horn-fuelled, butt-shaking affair” – triple j HOME & HOSED
“It’s old-fashioned, gritty and down-home soul music – by a bunch of white teenagers from Melbourne” – THE MONTHLY