Video Installation Pop-ups

Let the premiere festivities begin for our new stop-motion dance film/music video, “Patience, Atlas”!!!!!!!!

We collaborated with Magnolia Woodworks and built this beautiful video display sculpture. It will be hosted as a pop-up installation at a variety of venues in Seattle during April/May 2017. Swing through and check it out:

 

 
And, we’ll be having a premiere party, ILLEGAL SUNSHINE, for the video (along with live music & dance!!!):

***This project is funded in part by Office of Arts & Culture Seattle***

Tales from our Serious Picnic

We just came off an epic two months on tour and have lots of stories to tell!

MW hitting the road - Reno, NV - 5/17/2015 MW in Jersey City, NJ - 6/13/2015 - Photo by Brian Lawlor MW in Santa Cruz, CA - 5/18/2015 MW @ C.A.F.E. INFOshop - Fresno, CA - 5/20/2015 - Photo by Meagan O'Farrell MW @ Trailer Space Records - Austin, TX - 5/26/2015 MW @ Dope Chapel - Norman, OK - 7/9/2015 - Photo by Oliver Wolf
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In addition to the daily posts we were making on our own tour diary blog,
Culture Collide was kind enough to host some of our “best of” stories and pictures:
Tour Diary: Who, What, When, Where, Weird with Marion Walker – Part I
Tour Diary: Who, What, When, Where, Weird with Marion Walker – Part II
Tour Diary: Who, What, When, Wet, Wonderful with Marion Walker – Part III

We also wrote a crazy tour story for Digital Tour Bus:
Reach Out and Lick Someone

And, you can find more pictures, videos, and show details here.

“Serious Picnic” Tape EP Now Available

!!!!Our “Serious Picnic” EP came out today on Casino Trash Records!!!!
Take a listen and then BUY IT here!

Check out some of the reviews:

“It’s possible that this is more than one song, but who really knows? Marion Walker plays an eleven-minute mass of music that all flows beautifully in a psych-rock haze. I’m reminded of shoegaze and hints of early My Bloody Valentine without the troublesome ego that permeated those worlds. Female and male vocals intertwine throughout to create otherworldly harmonies that captivate and enchant. Got it? Good.”
– Greg, Maximum Rock ‘n’ Roll

“Marion Walker’s EP Serious Picnic came across my desk recently, and it is a treat. It’s fuzzy, it’s buzzy, it’s muscular, mysterious, and maybe even a little dangerous. There is a shiv hidden in this band’s glovebox.”
– Chad Werner, News Whistle

“Gritty garage rock with serious psychedelic undertones. In other words, it’s riff rawk that never hesitates to wander away from aggression to meditative passages, be they early-‘70s doom jams, screaming guitar solos, or both. At a scant 11 minutes, the new ‘Serious Picnic EP’ might seem short, but it’s actually a finely orchestrated stoner suite.”
– Adrien Begrand, PopMatters

“‘Silver Drone’ takes you on a guitar drone drive out of the belly of the beast toward the far off beams from an unknown daylight.”
– Sjimon Gompers, Impose Magazine

“Have you got your dancing shoes at the ready? ‘Seriously’ is a punk rock infused floor shaker with a pop underbelly reminiscent of Vivian Girls, complete with a call and response, sing-along refrain. ‘Silver Drone’ is, as you’d expect, a swirling psych-tinged whirlwind with a hypnotic, riff heavy dirge sitting resplendently at the eye of the storm. Don’t say we didn’t warn you.”
– Killer Ponytail

“‘Serious Picnic,’ Reno-based psych trio Marion Walker’s new single, wastes no time hitting you with the hook: the first 30 seconds are just the right ratio of pop harmony, humidity-fried guitars, and cymbal-riding backbeat. The rest of their oeuvre follows suit, a pleasing though familiar trip through classic-rock moves and glam flirtations. That these sun-kissed stoners hail from Reno begins to make perfect sense the longer you listen: It’s grungy, cheapo garage that will put the world’s biggest little smile on your face.”
– Kyle Fleck, The Stranger

“…it would be easy to become wrapped up in the electrically charged blanket they [Marion Walker] are wearing: it’s exactly what the listeners would want. …a unique dichotomy of high energy and sullen angst.”
– Jeremy Wood, Innocent Words