For the diehard fans of Nebula's legacy of acid burning sunburst rawk, here's two of their earlier EP's- both from '98- on one disc. Since they're signed to grunge corporation Sub Pop these days, it looks like Meteor City are cashing in their chips. Well, right on. I can't imagine that anybody would be walking around the streets of Planet Rock without knowing who Nebula are and what they sound like, but for anybody just checking in from the Angry Red Planet or somewhere, these ex-Fu Manchu riff-mongers brought lysergic fuzz metal to the mainstream in a cloud of desert dust, weed, and industrial sized fog machines. Although they're mentioned in every article about "Stoner Rock" ever written, that ain't exactly what Nebula are about, baby, since they owe a lot more to Blue Cheer than Black Sabbath, playing lead-footed, Nixon-era power blues with the cosmic eye of Hendrix watching over the proceedings like some kind of gold tooth god. If Nebula sound like they're playing underwater to you, well, that's the drugs; and if they sound like Fu Manchu, that's because they are Fu Manchu. There's a good chance that Nebula might run out of riffs soon, so DOS EP's is a nice place to start and end your Nebula fixation, since they pretty much say it all within these 11 songs. It's hard to say which track is the most ultra-groovy here, because although the formula might change different colors, it's all the same swirl of dangerous chemicals, but "Smokin' Woman" has the best title and sounds the most like High on Fire, so put that one on your next road trip mix tape, and remember that Nebula aren't responsible for any rawk-induced freak-outs, so bring a couple of Ativan with you, just in case.