Four long-haired lager louts stumble out of a cider farm in the English countryside where they’ve been locked up with Nirvana and Black Sabbath albums.
Cracks a beer and hands it to you, saying Lee Dorrian is back. Seriously, nobody played and recorded and stomped their way through doom quite like Cathedral.
Resumes include Godspeed, Atomic Bitchwax, Scene Killer, Gallery of Mites… Y’know, ’70s rocker stuff, proto metal, grunge, and greasy Southern ID’d stuff.
Paper is a dissatisfying experience. I’ve been spoiled by Chris Robinson singing this material for so long, and Rich’s voice just doesn’t get the job done.
Fine, concise sludge-metal, down-tuned guitars and huge downstrokes driven by fairly brisk tempos, conventional song structures, and non-growly vocals.