A natural, plug-in-the-amp-and-go! recording replicates the live thing. Pretty close to The Mushroom River Band, Hangnail, Spiritual Beggars, or Sally.
Dan the Automator has popped out of the woodwork again. Lounge-y hip hop beats with a too-slick feel, low-riding basses and shiny ’70s funk rhythm sections.
I played a few tracks but it wasn’t very good. Oh Kyuss, what has thy wrought? And why put a bad hardcore shouter in front of a band playing stoner rock?
A bit less wah-ridden, with more power chord mid-range punch than their previous slice, Neanderthal Speedway. “More nuts in the fudge,” as my mom used to say.
Ye olde punk’n’roll, as much pub rock ’76 as Clash ’76. I’d like to say “honest, unpretentious working class rock and roll,” but really .what does that mean?
Yowling balls-on-fire spasmatic hard rock vs. punk noise gibbering. “Punk” like the early Butthole Surfers were punk, shambling, blown apart and glued together.