For whatever reason, the band’s brand of classic power-trio heavy rock seems to spring into a further dimension when the three members step onto a stage.
The boys belly-flop into the deep mud-clogged river of America and belch out steel-shod blues shorn of beer rock, record collector ass-covering, and minutiae.
Antler is most of Roadsaw. Rich vocals and lots of tips of the hat to classic rock (and Southern rock), it’s just too mired in mid-tempo and weak balladeering.
GDFU have that warm, thumpity-thump, deep-dish groove, clear singing, and sonic/structural referencing Kyuss, Sleep, Black Flag, Sabbath, and Monster Magnet.
Packing down mid-tempo arena stompers like the children of the Nuge/Aerosmith ’76 tour, the bad-ass Green River side of grunge, and snot-thick stonesisms.
Building on the foundations of fellow Texans ZZ Top (a stranger band than you might realize) and hints of the Dicks and brothers-by-buggery, Butthole Surfers.
The three women of Bottom shaped a recognizable riff-rock sound. You’rNext is a barren, nearly tuneless landscape uneasily pulsing with long bouts of feedback.