Showing posts with label stoner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stoner. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

-(16)- - Drop Out



‘Drop Out’, recorded and released in 1996 via the obscure Pessimizer label. On ‘Drop Out’ the band sounds closer to bands like EyeHateGod or Grief, while at same time the angular hooks of Helmet or Unsane can be heard as well. Still, what makes 'Drop Out' such a genious record is the combination of the slow, simple riffs, and the gripping one-liner roars of Chris Jehrue (‘Life sucks, leave me alone’ as the ultimate 16 motto). This is a record that should be in every sludge, noise, or stoner rock collection. It is therefore a good thing that it is finally available for all who are interested. 16 newbies start with 'Drop Out' and then explore the rest.


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Saturday, November 21, 2009

Cream Abdul Babar - The Catalyst To Ruins


















Catalyst to ruins hits you immediately like ton of something that weighs a ton. Cream Abdul Babar are heavy in many ways, very southern, very punk, and to me they are pretty much the cream of the crop as far as stoner metal bands go. think kylesa, fight amp, and black tusk and youre there. speaking of those bands I may need to put something up by them if I havent yet.
anyways if youre into the southern stoner metal scene at all, youll love this. I know I do

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Friday, April 3, 2009

Tia Carrera - heaven and hell



Some music lends itself to be listened to after imbibing exotic substances. Some music demands it. Then, there is music that aurally inserts pills and potions into the listener’s body with such subtlety that one is trapped under its influence before he can even realize what is happening. Tia Carrera’s latest effort, Heaven/Hell, falls into this latter category. Carrying the listener on a three track spiritual journey, Carrera’s heaven and hell EP is wonderfully unrelenting.
Heaven/Hell remains a solid album to set the mood for summer parties and guy-only binge-a-thons. Jason Morales continues to be the closest thing to Hendrix still on this planet, and despite a few unsuccessfully lofty album concepts, his guitar work is still better than sex. Tia Carrera may take the listener to hell and back, but the journey is not at all unpleasant.