The tempos are generally on the slow side, the emotional tone one of contemplation. There’s none of the screaming that passes for emotion in modern rock music.
Sped-up AC/DC-ish punkers with lotsa dueling Les Pauls and shouted background vocals. They haven’t written their “Ace of Spades” or “Whole Lotta Rosie” yet.
Another entry in the John Garcia subgenre, Hermano will come as no surprise to those who’ve heard Garcia’s other post-Kyuss projects, Slo Burn and Unida.
They smack you full-force in the back of the head with the unholy power of their metal, but they’ve begun to form the metal before they start swinging.
Treading some odd middle ground between angular, atmospheric indie rock and floorboard-rumbling ’70s-flavored hard blues rock, it’s familiar yet also fresh.
Judging by their wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am pacing (nine songs, 27 minutes) and a gut feeling, I’d say these guys are old punk rockers who made a rock record.
No singin,’ plenty of organ, high-energy, blues rock-based playing, revving up and spacing out like live Steppenwolf. Members of Eyehategod, Crowbar, and Down.
The grooves are hotter, the solos are much tastier, and the period-flavored production is the final masterstroke, pushing the pedal through the floorboard.