released December 9, 2020

Oryan Peterson-Jones... Guitars, Bass, Drums, Synth, Casan Casan, Saron Demung, Percussion.
Owen Ott III... Synth, Drums, Bass, Guitars, Percussion.
Andrew Pritchard... Guitars, Bass, Percussion.
Davyd Yeager... Drums, Bass, Guitars, Phin, Percussion.
Sarah Jean Hart... Violin, Flute, Mandolin, Vocals, Percussion.
Brian Hart... Engineer, Guitar.
Jeremy Cotton... Clarinet, Tenor Sax, Mandolin, Drums, Steel Drums,
Percussion.
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"Portland's Wicker Man–channeling, space-folk troupe..."
Dave Segal, The Seattle Stranger

"Portland's Datura Blues purvey a ramshackle yet epic brand of folky psych rock that'll curl your flannel beard just right…"
Dave Segal, The Seattle Stranger

"Hendrix said the blues are easy to play but hard to feel... Make your life easier by getting down to the Buddhist-boogie of Portland's Datura Blues..."
revoltoftheapes.com

"Quiet, soft music, with hints of jazz and sudden outlashes of rock. Reminiscent to a sound you might hear while wandering through a nature store or some new-age gift shop..."
Oliver Symonds, Humboldt State Lumberjack

"The Datura Blues does not so much create as "reveal" its unique brand of improvisational discord. Airy violin, edgy saxophone, dual guitars, frantic drums and bass, and some inspired vocal screaching coalesced into chaotic, emotional noisescapes. An uneasy listen, to say the least..."
Todd Zeigler, Progression Magazine

"Whether by design or by circumstance, Datura Blues have been steadily lurking, undercover style, below the Portland music scene for a number of years now. But it's time you fixed your gaze—or, I suppose, your ears—on their perception-expanding prog-psych, because they've just released a great new album. The new record concisely sums up their wild and woolly weirdness via shifting rhythms, groaning bass, spaced-out synths, and gas-pipe saxophone, plus too many other weird elements to catalog. I listened to this record—at the wrong speed, it turns out—after a night of watching American Horror Story, and I don't think I'll ever be quite the same. Fans of bands like Van der Graaf Generator and Amon Düül II will find much to savor in Datura Blues, while those whose record collections don't predate 1982 will probably have their minds blown..."
Ned Lannamann, Portland Mercury

“Portland has a long and colorful history when it comes to musical collectives. The worst of them sound like big muddy disasters. The best of them—from Smegma to Ohioan and Native Kin—confront listeners with something unexpected at each performance, but at each performance there's a vitality and energy to the music that serves as a common thread. Datura Blues has dabbled in soundscapes and folk balladry over the course of the past decade, most of which has been pretty damn successful. New songs (mailed to WW last week with a hand-cut ransom note attached) sound like lost, druggy improvisational jams from late-’70s Steve Miller Band rehearsals. Which is to say that they sound awesome...”
Casey Jarman, Willamette Week

"There is an artistic communication gap that is lost in the musical translation from Datura Blues to the mere casual listener. Fleeting exposure to this experimental—in the purest sense of this word—local band will just leave you with a confused look on your face or a pulsating headache, or possibly both. But hurling yourself headlong into their new album will lead you to a better understanding, if not downright acceptance, of the band's droning vocals, free-jazz skronk sessions, and commitment to improvised noise, rhythm, and controlled chaos. Then again, perhaps the best approach to the artistic upheaval of Datura Blues is to not wrestle with comprehending the band, but rather just appreciate their dizzying form of expression..."
Ezra Ace Caraeff, The Portland Mercury

"Can you believe all these cats are from Portland? A sprawling association of bands and performance projects spanning two continents, Datura Blues (and its sister collective, Beast Please Be Still) have run ahead of the experimental pop music pack for nearly a decade. Datura Blues' aim is true as they target your nervous system's tender dendrites. Never simple, never predictable, always always beautiful. Many classical instruments. Godspeed You Black Emperor on Yage..."
Noah Mickens, Promoter

“Something has kept us from orbiting too closely around Datura Blues – whose legacy of music and revolving membership and lack of gravity extends back to 1999. Now we are happily shackled to their shape-shifting soundscapes, and not to undermine the gravity of the situation, we have a lot of catching up to do. Datura Blues sound something like the secular hymns of an alien race determined to outrun the ordinary expectations of their home planet in order to set up shop near Portland, Oregon, Earth, collect Guru Guru bootlegs and smuggle out schematics from the U.S. Air Force’s Special Project’s Office, all in the service of providing you and I and The Apes with epic songs to listen to with the volume loud, the eyes closed. Shackling up and damning the past comes highly recommended…”
revoltoftheapes.com

"The Datura Blues appears to be a band only in the loosest sense. Incorporating members from all up and down the west coast, including members of Church, Firs of Prey and other groups, DB self-identify as more a “collective” of musicians collaborating in sound-craft of a dramatic and dense variety. It’s likely no coincidence that, upon reading their bio, you might feel as though you’re being recruited for some kind of cult. Combining elements of punk, noise, world, free-jazz and post-rock influences means DB is as much a socio-political lifestyle/aesthetic as it is music. The band's latest work contains an appropriately swampy mix of found sounds, field recordings, chantings, strange voices, in addition to a broad array of instruments. Equally broad is the musical territory covered in just 5 songs. At times, you’d swear you were listening to a lost collaboration between Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Comets on Fire, and Confusion is Sex-era Sonic Youth. Taking the listener from a soulful southern gospel choir to a haunted Stonehenge Gregorian chapel chant in 4 minutes flat, The Blues proceed to crank up the ‘rawk’ as bright horns blare, layers upon layers of guitars overlap, screech and leer, and drums pound. Yet even in the midst of their most chaotic tracks, somewhere at the core is a firm, undeniable structure. Datura Blues succeed with noise rock where so many fail because they achieve balance in composition without being pandering or getting all yawny on you. If they can manage to hone, focus and sharpen their sound-craft for their next release, they may just have a noisy, gritty masterpiece up their collective sleeves..."
thisheartwillburnrightout.com