Part early Soundgarden howls, Monster Magnet psychedelic drone, and Clutch jam, but perhaps I’m just searching for something other than Sabbath to reference.
Smack was a Finnish band who never really reached mainstream ears, but G’N’R, Nirvana, D.A.D., and Mudhoney. At least that’s what the CD’s liner notes say.
Another round of “Ballroom Blitz,” “Born to be Wild,” and “American Woman” covers loom on the horizon. The echoes of the last round have only recently faded.
Demon Angel is the soundtrack to the 1984 documentary of the same title. Erickson keeps things mellow, mostly playing acoustic versions of various originals.
They’re loud, they keep it simple, they’re tuned low and mean, they stomp all over the stage (usually drunk, as is the audience), they have a sense of humor.
“I’m a man, drink from a can. I’m a man, goddamn.” Turd is rock’n’roll – black leather-wearin’, whisky-soaked stumblin’, rage screamin’, cock-in-hand swagger.