Palm is a band you have to see live. They're fully reliant upon each other to churn through the complex, intricate arrangementsthey create. Each member of the quartet plays inventive, intricate phrases that barely interact with one another, creating theillusion that each song is improvised. The stringent licks, off-kilter time signatures and gnarled tones appear to be borne out of theenergy contained within the spontaneous moment you happen to catch them playing. Palm's material is structured like amathematical proof; individual problems stack on one another, spiraling toward a resolution which is revealed once the song ceases entirely.
