Posts Tagged ‘Aquarius Records’
Posted on Tuesday, January 20th, 2015
Praise for Fogg‘s Death from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: Folks hankering for their seventies psychedelic biker doom fix need look no further than these Texas downer rock scuzzlords, who it seems took all the time and effort they DIDN’T put in to the cover art of this lp, and instead devoted it to maximizing the amount of FUZZ found on here.
Fogg traffic in the same sort of drug fueled, garage-bound heaviness as outfits like Satan’s Satyrs and Uncle Acid. The guitars appropriately fuzzy, the wailing Ozzyish vocals a perfect compliment, but unlike the punked out heaviness of the Satyrs, or the bell bottomed doominess of Uncle Acid, Fogg somehow sound more wasted and washed out, the sound less heavy, a bit brittle and tinny, extremely lo-fi, but it suits their mesmerizing heavy hippy psych punk swagger.
Opener ‘Time Ride’ sets the scene, right down to the lurching stop start bridge, and some scuzzy guitar shred would around the murky main riff, that’s as Sabbathy as can be, but decontextualized into something a bit more ramshackle and loose. And while seventies biker rock might be the core of their sound, they also get pretty sixties,
‘Rainbow’ finds the guitar and bass playing strange harmonies, over a wildly groovy shuffle, laced with still more shred, lysergic and laid back, but on the verge of exploding into full on headbanging at any moment. And yet for all that, when need be, these guys can conjure up the ghost of doom past, just check out the massive lumbering ‘Fried Cheer’, which does actually sound like some especially acid fried take on Blue Cheer, the song lurching from swagger lumber to furious punky pound and back again. The more we listen to these guys, the more we hear outfits like Earthless and Hot Lunch, that sort of skate shred, woven into Fogg‘s Sabbathy swing.
They also stretch out (way out) on a handful of tracks, locking into almost krautrock-like stretches of hypnomesmer, as well as meandering space rock / jam rock, the song unfurling into waves of heady / heavy mesmer, tripped out and sinister, and downright sludgy, like on the appropriately titled ‘Sludgemother’, that sounds like a downer Uncle Acid, a glorious slab of wasted skater doom, or witchy downtuned zoner psych, whatever you call it, it’s heavy and tranced out and freaky as fuck (oh and there’s a DRUM SOLO).
Oh yeah, and of course stick around for the closer, another awesomely titled jam, ‘Womb To The Tomb’, that sounds like a more poppy, way more brain damaged Electric Wizard, dirgey and droney and totally messed up and mesmeric, and just about the best thing we’ve heard in ages. This is a record that no doubt will be right at home right wedged between that played to death LP of Blood Lust, and that scratched up vinyl version of Die Screaming, or next to your copy of the Darkscorch Canticles compilation.
At 40 years old, Aquarius is the oldest independent record store in San Francisco. We try to only carry music we love, and we’re always searching for more new, cool, weird and wonderful music. All of which we then share with you, our loyal customers.
Posted on Friday, September 26th, 2014
Praise for Botanist VI‘s Flora from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: Another mysterious missive from the verdant realm, which can only mean one thing, the return of Botanist , our local eco-terrorist drum and dulcimer black metal band, who in fact, have actually expanded into a proper band, and have been […]
Posted on Saturday, July 19th, 2014
Praise for Orang-Utan’s S/T from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: Fantastic! One of our all-time obscure proto-metal, heavy psych faves has now been reissued on vinyl. Long, long ago we had a CD version, but that’s long gone and this is definitely a nicer, more definitive reissue, done totally legit (for […]
Posted on Tuesday, June 24th, 2014
Praise for HORNSS‘ No Blood, No Sympathy from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: Behold, the first full-length, facegrinding slab of psychedelic stoner rock malevolence from these San Francisco heavies, the all-caps and very plural HORNSS, who appeared on that Monsters Of Mission Rock comp lp we listed last time. Hell yeah. A […]
Posted on Friday, May 30th, 2014
Praise for Floor‘s Oblation from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: It’s been ten years since the last full length from these sludge pop legends, but mainman Steve Brooks has most definitely been keeping that sludge pop legacy alive with his new band Torche, and really if you dig Torche, you’re gonna […]
Posted on Saturday, March 8th, 2014
Praise for Phobonoid’s Orbita from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: Holy mission to Mars! What a fantastic discovery, the first we’ve heard from Phobonoid, a one man black metal / industrial / noise outfit from Phobos. And yep, that’s one of the moons of Mars, and the music on Orbita is […]
Posted on Tuesday, March 4th, 2014
Praise for Rainbows Are Free‘s Waves Ahead Of The Ocean from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: Second full length blast of psychedelic stoner rock heaviness from these hippy heavies (we can only assume they’re hippies with a name like that right?), and like their first, this is another batch of swaggery, […]
Posted on Saturday, March 1st, 2014
Praise for Lorelle Meets The Obsolete‘s Chambers from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: The return of this aQ beloved Mexican fuzzed out, druggy, dreamy garage rock duo, Lorelle Meets The Obsolete, made up of, if you hadn’t guessed already, Lorelle, who plays guitar, organ and sings, and her partner The Obsolete, […]
Posted on Friday, February 21st, 2014
Praise for Poobah‘s U.S. Rock from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: Wooha, Poobah! We’ve previously reviewed reissues of this kickass if undeservedly obscure Ohio outfit’s 1972 proto-metal debut Let Me In, and also their third album, the aptly titled Steamroller, from 1979. Now at last we’ve got the missing link, their […]
Posted on Saturday, February 15th, 2014
Praise for Nibiru‘s Netrayoni from San Francisco’s aQuarius Records: These occult Italian sonic shamans have returned from another extensive druggy doomy dreamtime journey into the realms of heaviness / trippiness unknown to most modern mortals, who aren’t ‘experienced’ like these guys, and here’s the recorded result to edify us all. Nibiru‘s […]