This album is a very cool, old-school rock record. All the ingredients you’d expect are there. It hits hard, sloppy, and satisfying.
The way it is produced fits perfectly; the album sounds like it was recorded on a budget in the 70s. It’s loud, unapologetic, and harsh. I imagine the best way to properly listen to it, is through an AM radio station into a ratty old car stereo, while speeding down a coastal highway with an arm hanging out the window and the setting sun in the mirror.
The album starts out heavy and riffy. After that, we get stoner-rock for a while. Then we move into fuzzy punk that reminds of Iggy pop with some Stones mixed in. The album ends super psychedelic and weird.
This one is just all over the place. On the first listen, I was constantly figuring out whether it’s amazing, or a mess. It’s the first album that made me go “whoa” in a while, that’s for sure.
Some songs are blatant rip-offs of old classics and previous songs of their own.
But it works for me.