Ecco a voi il disco che ha dato inizio al puro e massacrante grunge rock.
L'unione tra suono garage-doom e il primordiale stoner, album massacrante e icoclasta che porta agli albori una figura su tutti, Osborne. Infatti, in una collisione di suoni il brutale urlo del chitarrista, erge come uno squarcio nel tessuto musicale prodotto, in una vera e propria BARAONDA.
Partendo dal primo pezzo all'ultimo, Osborne massacra le corde della chitarra, in una gara di lentezza spaventosa che ricopre l'ambient del disco, dando con Matt Lukin e il batterista Crover, una sensazione di malessere pronto a recalcitrare.
Batteria pesantissima e chitarra tagliente sono l'ensenmble di un disco vicino al vomito e difficile da digerire, ma carico di tensione e pathos. Un elefante in una distilleria, dove scorrono fiumi di whisky.
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02 Oven (01:28)
I coulda swore I gave my wedding ring to you. Among the chewing gears you taunt me tear. Elements are still alive to shake from ear to ear.
Pez are gonna let it slide gonna burn what cotton decides are apelee. My main oven drive he took from under what's come over me.
03 At a Crawl (02:46)
crawling blue mice bore holes through my walls
you were the best thing in my life 'til now
heater moves, puts warmth in my heart
and stops without a word
mouth full of your face & truth
and I've been waiting for a man like you
I waited, seated, a year or two
your scowl was alone
you were in love
but you are in love
you were in... you are in...
04 Let God Be Your Gardener (01:52)
Knee crawling alive and tasting another way for lies to take it in yeah. Listen kid your face is like porcelain worrys. Life is like a gardener. Life is like a.
05 Creepy Smell (02:04)
CREEPY SMELL
[intro from Holiday Inn by Gene Simmons:
"I know you write me sexy letters
And you send your pictures for my wall"]
With a will to learn
Just wait for cheap lil' bastard burn
To hide behind the face
Must destroy disgrace
You disgrace me
Now you know what it's like to cry
Creepy Crover
06 Kool Legged (02:48)
The river where your legs meet sprouts wings and rus and crawls and kicks and now speaks.
The feelings I get now are close but I doubt they could ever compete.
I remember drinking Kool Aid its odour and its taste and drinking 7-Up to get well.
A picture of Jesus and an Indian over my bed, and playing with parts of my self.
And now you're so forgiving.
09 Raise a Paw (01:11)
Paw grant me its wisdom oh yeah. I felt your resistance and distance of heartfelt relief. Exis par exis tone. It waits nothing ever you never.
11 Ever Since My Accident (01:30)
Ever since my accident
Overthrown to her lips
And it's wild is the wild
Well I stand all alone like a tree
All alone I stand
14 Cranky Messiah (01:25)
Lip tight its prophecy sealed wafer wise come dancing caged and small in its cavity. But I can feel your heart beat its shape in my hand. Pounded air patterns convey messages you're the brother sended/to the brother soul yet. But my wounds don't heal.
15 Claude (01:15)
The seeded truth be bare, my dear. Those sub-dun potterys come over quite clear. Those who see both left and right and claw excive dry bodies for a god to call and I can leave your handy.
17 Candy-O (01:27)
Candy-O, I need you
Sunday dress ruby rings
Candy-O, I need you so
Could you help me in
Purple hum, assorted cards
Razor lights, you bring
And all to prove you're on the move
And vanishing
Candy-O, I need you so
Candy-O, I need you so
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