Wonder what the tuneless, strained yelping of Suicidal Tendencies would sound like over ska music? Me neither. Part fun rap, part tongue-in-cheek crudeness.
Jani and Co. thickening and Whitesnaking their sound to match their new dope look. You can still filter the fact that this is empty party metal though.
Little to no actual songcraft happening here, but lotsa heavy riffing, grumbling low-end, and psychotic, tortured vocals for six to ten minutes at a time.
Good to very-good guitar stroke concerned with things falling apart, (minds, relationships, feelings). Total blues feeling w/o adhering to any conventions.
A choir here, a trumpet there, a guest guitarist in the middle, they make the wise choice of welding together a kind of identity that side-steps genre hopping.
Josh Homme (Kyuss/QOTSA) gathers friends to lay down some grooves, come up with some ditties, and engage in various fuckery that gets recorded and plapped out.