Squelch Chamber Drag You In cassette
Brief tape containing four tracks of ultra-blown-out, low-end noise rock in about ten minutes. The good news is that these bad boys rumble with distortion stacked on distortion that will have the BODY or THOU enjoyers doing that clenched-jaw head nod along with the heaviness. The other good news is how quickly the tape is over, because the vocalist is not great. He sounds like Chris Cornell fronting CLUTCH, with a wailing, bluesy twang/growl situation going on that doesn’t quite fit the tectonic-plate-shifting riffage. Maybe it’s the perfect Venn diagram center for a certain subset of listeners, but not this one.