Well-constructed, well-arranged rock songs driven by huge, fuzzed-out, ridiculously downtuned guitar riffs and a pummeling rhythm section. And cowbell.
Tuneful as fuck without sacrificing the rock’n’roll. Kinda like Columbus Ohio’s Bob City when they get in “that” mood. Tour ’em both with Alabama Thunderpussy.
Beaver hail from Amsterdam, and like seemingly every other European stoner/heavy band in existence, they sound as if they were weaned on Kyuss albums and weed.