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MOKSHA
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 Extreme
stoner rock from Spain? Sure, why not? Moksha slam and wallop their
guitars into dust while battering out a raw, aggressive barrage of
sub-Sabbath dope-doom metal complete with big-dog-barking sore throat vox,
demonic cowbell, and an unwavering will to provoke. Moksha are closer
cousins to the puke-powered American stoner-crust scene (Beaten Back to
Pure, Weedeater, etc.) then they are to the laid-back psyche metal of
their fellow Euro dopers, so make sure your loins are well girded before
strapping “Supersilver Haze” on, because there’s no doubt about it,
these fuckers mean you harm. Dig the monster movie histrionics of “Neurons”
or the tooth-loosening aural assault of “Temps Dolents” for
two prime examples. They do manage to just kick out the fuckin’ jams here
too, as evidenced by the 70’s fried crotch grabber “Move Over”,
which is probably what it would sound like if a bunch of gorillas got
drunk and tried picking up strippers in a 7-11 parking lot, but mostly
it’s an onslaught of jarring drugnoise. If your tastes lean towards the
heavy and psychotic, then I suggest you look these heavy-lidded Spaniards
up. Just bring protection. ________________________________________________________ |
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-Sleazegrinder |