sábado, dezembro 15, 2007

Nebula - BBC Radio 1, John Peel Session (2001)

Ótimo bootleg gravado um pouco antes da passagem dos caras pela América do Sul. Do line-up antigo, atualmente o único que continua na banda é o o guitarrista e vocalista Eddie Glass; os outros dois integrantes nessa sessão foram o baixista Mark Abshire e o baterista Ruben Romano. Vale a pena dar uma conferida.

22/08/2001 - BBC Radio 1 (John Peel Session) - London, U.K.

RECORDING: soundboard audio
LENGTH: 25 minutes
NOTES: This session was first broadcasted on Oct. 2nd, 2001.
SETLIST: This One / Sonic Titan / Do It Now / Freedom / All The Way

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domingo, dezembro 09, 2007

Melvins - Lysol/Self-Titled EP (1992)

In 1992CE, with the release of LYSOL, Melvins nailed the ritual for the next decade. For, as primo anarcheologists of the sub-sub-culture, it was Dale Crover and Buzz Osbourne who located the order in which the next frontiers should be tackled, they who beat the bounds, as it were, lassoed all the disparate ingredients and shoved them into the big rock pie for younger brothers Sleep and school-mates Earth, Zen Ur-slackers hitching a ride in the snug back-pack of Thor. But whereas Earth seems nowadays slow in a slothful way (a pitcher of Tennants washing down the largactyl), LYSOL was metaphysically immense and exerted intense tectonic pressure, like some 5-day heavy metal cricket match, with Lemmy bowling and Filthy Phil as crazy-eyed wicket-keeper. Tossing a hail of concussion grenades through Buzzo’s permanent flamethrower of sound, Dale Crover is four drummers at the best of times. But, on LYSOL, he was joined in the rhythm battalion by the Generalissimo of bass military coups, Mein Hairy Joe Preston. And so they shall wear ye down…

LYSOL was the new fundament, the new archetype, sealed by druids and delivered via Olmec hunchback (the good luck variety, natch). But despite the shock of LYSOL’s affronting newness, Melvins somewhat sugared their colossus by the inclusion of superb versions of Flipper’s ‘Sacrifice’ and Alice Cooper’s ‘Ballad of Dwight Fry’. Despite this, LYSOL was still essentially one enormous and segmented creation, fashioned from an unfolding and non-linear (and in places skeletal) performance that ebbed and flowed, dipped and swayed, and used at all times incredible dynamic ranges. Consider the vast tidal waves of sound that pummel and permeate this record and understand the enormity of a rock act so confident that it dared in ‘92 to begin its new album with seven minutes and fifty seconds of virtually unaccompanied Tony Iommi-isms. Wave upon wave of them. It’s not the difference between Kiss and Super Kiss, motherfuckers. I ain’t simply talking Ace’s new shoulder pads here. It’s the next evolutionary stage… between Super Kiss and Supra Kiss, that weird and cosmic other time around Kiss’s brilliant but arch super flop MUSIC FOR ‘THE ELDER’. Well, like Starchild Paul and the Gene around the time of the aforementioned LP, Melvins round the time of LYSOL understood themselves better than ever, indeed, well enough to make rigorous demands of their audience. Again, I cry, who else with any career expectations whatsoever in 1992 released records that commenced with virtually unaccompanied free-form guitar riffery that demanded eight minutes of concentrated listening from their bedroom audiences? Right, motherfuckers, no one at all. When LYSOL was released, Melvins intuitively knew that they were at the top of their game. Hey, that’s why they chose that name. LYSOL fer Chrissakes… the stuff is a killer, a drain clearer that kills in a slow disgustingly painful way. Lysol killed one of my all time heroes; American poet Vachel Lindsay drank the stuff. And naming the record so almost killed it for the Melvins when the Lysol company threatened to sue. In retreat and hastily recalling the LPs then taping over/magic-markering out the offending name, Melvins were shocked but relieved to discover they soon had a cult on their hands.

Like all the greatest shamanic art, this record operates between worlds… many worlds... and the ZOSO-style album title mix-up only increased this mythical effect. Was the record still called LYSOL or was it now just THE MELVINS? With remarkably poetic justice (for both the artists and the rock’n’roll audience), the righteously-formed sonic ritual of LYSOL has turned out to be most surely Melvins’ most pivotal recording of all. For this record was, in 1992CE, most serpently the new rock’n’roll blueprint, and – though already fifteen years old – will continue for many more years of active service. Follow its moods and directions, and you will have a half-hour of high ritual at your fingertips. Treat it with reverence, and keep it away from other records, even those made by Melvins themselves. Keep it next to other unique alchemical prescriptions such as Sleep’s JERUSALEM, Blue Cheer’s VINCEBUS ERUPTUM and Black Sabbath’s MASTER OF REALITY; and use it as often as is required. Oh, and remember, chill’en, if you are going to buy just one Melvins record for your collection, be sure you make this the one. Before I quit, please allow me a moment for a flight of fancy, if you have the time. I wanna try to try to place Melvins in their correct context, if you will. And I’ll first need a little bit of historical to and fro and overview, too…

Okay, as ye heathen with a grievance against the organised religion and a belief in the will of rock’n’rollers and other activists to change things, it’s my estimation that by the mid-2050s, the Way of Sabbath will have become recognised by society as a strange but acceptable route for a young heathen man to follow. The mass return of organised religion in the early 21st century will inevitably have spurred true rebels and stimulated refuseniks to defy the incoming conservatism by acts of flagrancy and non-collective thinking. And some will inevitably fight religion by making their own beliefs into a religion. For example, another most useful route for the Western artist would be the Way of the MC5, a warrior troubadour route ideal for troubled adventurous young men whose ideals involved an excess of moral fibre and individual bravery. Even hardy outsider heathens would start to consider the possibilities, as the government, recognising the zeitgeist and raised themselves on loud rebel music, cut tax breaks to those who admitted to practising ‘Rock’n’roll’. But guaranteed, in this new reality that I’m imagining, would be an almost equally important religious path known as ‘the Way of Buzz’n’Dale’. Yup, in forty years time, Melvins will be up there with the true greats, celebrated as part of the All-Time for their outstanding (and sustained) services to Gnostic Rock’n’roll. Sustaining any long artistic career in a heightened state is problematic, but the Melvins – regardless of many lean artistic periods – have always eventually risen/sunk into shamanistic newness, reborn again and again. Melvins are a sect diabolick, a gateway, a divine portal between innumerable worlds, an outrageously confident and worthy cosmic interface between punk, post-punk and Sabbathian heavy metal, a gateway between accepted classic dark rock Kiss/Alice/Green Manalishi-stylee and the far flung future (ie Now, motherfuckers). “Standing outside the boundaries of rock’n’roll and aiming their sounds inside,” as Greil Marcus once put it. And LYSOL is Melvins’ greatest and most sacred gift to future heathens, for its tones and vibrations taken together often and in large doses offer listeners the key to Eternal Cuntedness. (Julian Cope, Head Heritage)

Tracklist: Hung Bunny / Roman Bird Dog / Sacrifice (Flipper) / Second Coming / The Ballad of Dwight Fry (Alice Cooper) / With Teeth

Download: http://lix.in/c5f92d

sábado, dezembro 08, 2007

Melvins - Eggnog EP (1991)

Mais do que perfeito. Essa é a minha definição pra esse EP lançado pelo trio Buzz Osborne, Dale Crover e Lorax no ano de 1991. Por trazer os riffs mais pesados, distorcidos e arrastados feitos até então, a banda é considerada por muitos como sendo os pais do gênero conhecido como "Sludge", uma mistura de Pós-Punk dos 80 com o Metal dos 70. E enquanto o mundo voltava as atenções para o tal do Grunge (e o Melvins era injustamente empacotado com aquela turminha de Seattle), King Buzzo consolidava aquilo que já podia ser sentido em faixas mais antigas como "Eye Flys" e "Boris", aplicando a fórmula de diminuir a velocidade e aumentar o peso e a distorção. O Eggnog é, sem sombra de dúvidas, um dos trabalhos mais geniais de uma das bandas mais subestimadas da história.

Tracklist: Wispy /
Antitoxidote / Hog Leg / Charmicarmicat.

Download: http://lix.in/4d1fc0

terça-feira, dezembro 04, 2007

On a Pale Horse – Self Titled (2005)

Des Moines, Iowa’s On a Pale Horse can be placed in the niche of American Hard Rock, alongside bands like Greatdayforup. On a more exposed level, this would include Black Label Society, Corrosion of Conformity, Down, or any of the meathead acts that Clear Channel loves to pimp out. The higher visibility of those low rent meatheaded groups is a damn shame, as On a Pale Horse rock better and smarter and thusly are more deserving of the spotlight. This album continues on the path set by their debut, Black Is Not the Darkest Colour. Their formula is simple – keep the riffs thick and the choruses catchy. It starts strong with the one-two punch of “Penchant for the Divine” and “Amplify the Circle,” hits a high point with “Let It Flow,” gets even better with “No Eagle Lies in Potters Field,” and ends on a solid note with “Stand Up (All Rise).” Warren Riker’s production gives the songs a deep, rich sound (and on “King Brimstone,” some unfortunate Phil Anselmo mutter-vocal stylings). Lyrically, the band offers more than the usual beer drinkin’ and hell raisin’ hey-ho attitude. They’ve got a more spiritual, positive energy vibe, even when vocalist Aaron Peltz is screaming bloody murder. Another distinct part of On a Pale Horse is that they eschew the usual clichéd angst. While the definition of what constitutes hard rock and metal continues to mutate and splinter, On a Pale Horse stick with the basics. Good for them – they’re a talented group and their self titled album is a cut above the rest.
(John Pegoraro, StonerRock.com)

Download: http://lix.in/bcbc39 (upload por Jader)

On A Pale Horse - Black Is Not The Darkest Colour (2004)

The band: Iowa's On a Pale Horse was formed in 2000 out of the remnants of the heavy rock band Painface, when former members Jerry Spragur (guitar) and Jerry Easley (bass) decided to form a band that fit more in line with the kind of sound they wanted. Adding vocalist Aaron Peltz, drummer Nick Svoboda, and former Slipknot guitarist Josh Brainard, the line-up was complete. The band then headed into the studio to record Black is Not the Darkest Colour which was done without studio gadgetry but the old fashioned way: it was recorded live.

The songs:
Black is Not the Darkest Colour is a record that really needs to be cranked to appreciate its true glory. Songs like "Come On" and "Steps" have a nice greasy southern swagger to them and at times almost give off a boogie-woogie vibe. There is no piano listed in the musician credits but you could almost swear there is one layered into these tunes. Though the majority of tunes on this record are mid-paced rockers, On a Pale Horse isn't afraid to throw in first gear and creep along with a slow, ugly but decidedly tasty Sabbathesque groove as evidenced on "The Day Has Come." The entire album is interesting because the listener can almost point out passages of, say, Kyuss or Nebula, but there is no mistaking that this is a decidedly heavy southern rock affair. The final tune, "The Darkest Colour," which clocks in at 12:56 in time, is undeniably the highlight of the album. The song starts off with quiet riffing and nice slide guitar and slowly crescendos into a furious, molten orgy of heavy goodness. It's definitely one of those songs that have an epic feel to it. The production of this album, in terms of sound, is terrific. For an album that was essentially recorded "live," it has a very professional quality about it.
(Jasen Chipman, StonerRock.com)

Download: http://lix.in/87e7cc (upload por Jader)