This came out in 2003 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
There are 13 of them. They have no vocalist. And they look like a cross between a gypsy caravan, a Mexican death cult and a New Orleans funeral procession.
Suffice to say that Liverpudlian collective Super Numeri are not your typical rockin’ teenage combo. And not surprisingly, their debut album Great Aviaries is not likely to find its way on to AM radio. Though it would fit right in on the late-night college airwaves next to ’70s-era Miles Davis, Krautrock oldsters Can and post-rockers Tortoise. Traces of all those artists can be found in the percolating grooves, ambient soundscapes, shoegazy noodling, supernova feedback and post-rock clatter of trippy instrumental excursions with titles like When The Sun Dials, Flaurent Carmin and Beaks. And if you pay attention, you can also pick up hints of Pink Floyd, Eno, P-Funk, Frank Zappa, Sun Ra and even Mogwai. But ultimately, Super Numeri end up sounding like no one but themselves. Looks like different really can be good after all.
