Well-constructed, well-arranged rock songs driven by huge, fuzzed-out, ridiculously downtuned guitar riffs and a pummeling rhythm section. And cowbell.
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.
There are the fractured Brian Wilson bedroom pop songs, and there are the Terry Brooks spazzodelic guitar freakouts. There’s a pronounced Neil Young influence.
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.
What a disappointment. Chris Cornell was the singer in a fine rock band. What did he do after the band broke up? He made a wimpy singer/songwritery solo album.
I have no problem with the whisper-to-a-scream thing, but it won’t work if you don’t have Nirvana’s tunes or Black Sabbath’s riffs, and The Fragile has neither.