Graham Reid | | <1 min read
Because Brant Bjork played with them and they're part of the Kyuss/Clutch/Monster Magnet cabal, this Southern California hard rock-stoner band has often been mentioned in dispatches but rarely made an impact here.
They come on like a half-track tank, weave in thunderous drums and buzzsaw guitar (Sabbath-heads will recognise the territory being laid waste) yet keep everything economic and white-knuckle while heading for distant landscapes.
As with the best bands working the loud end of off-yer-face rock they have a smart sense of dynamics so just when the migraine is being induced they whip the floor out and nail down some slower groove or more spacious breath-catch.
Check No Warning by way of example: it's furious and has a riff like a chainsaw, a terrific punk hook in the title then space for feedback noise. The eight minute prog-rock Last Question heads to “beyond”.
This can be thrillingly visceral but isn't for everyone (and they do repeat themselves).
However if you don't like the neighbours . . .