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Balti-boys with a chip on their shoulder and a
wired-in hive mind that manages to keep ‘em all in synch, even when the
hurricane winds of blistering math metal blow them from one end of the sonic
spectrum to the other. Reportedly, these cats laid the competition to waste
at the last Emissions from the Monolith (Ohio’s own annual
stoner summit), and I can hazard a guess why. Meatjack takes the
basic tenets of dope metal- riff worship, deep, rolling grooves, and
complicated rhythms- and drags them into all manner of strange and terrible
places. “Days of Fire” sounds like Neurosis on a 70’s
rock kick, rewriting the soundtrack to “Jacob’s Ladder” in
real time. You just know the quiet, spacey moments are merely
building up to great, crashing tidal waves of thick, punishing sound, and
they never fail to deliver. Of particular note here is the wildly inventive
guitar work of Brian Daniloski- it really does take you
places, man, and the rest of the band are pros at giving Bri the room
to breathe, or to flex his formidable sonic muscles. I haven’t timed any of
the tracks, but they seem to go on for a good 5-6 minutes a pop, and there’s
about 17 different parts to each song, so these meaty Jacks are
obviously top-notch musicians. What they aren’t, by any stretch of the
imagination, are good time kids. If stoner rock had an older, smarter
brother obsessed with morbid curiosities and Pythagorean theorems, that
brother’s name would be Jack. Meat for short.
*Dunno how they came up with the name,
but I’m pretty sure that’s what you call it when you go to the grocery store
and shove a few steaks down your pants, to get you through the long stretch
between paychecks.
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