Passover





The Black Angels did everything right to catch my attention. For starters, the album artwork for their debut LP Passover is amazing, a striking black and white sea of winding lines surrounding their name. Knowing that their band name comes from the classic Velvet Underground track “The Black Angel’s Death Song” is definitely a plus. Hailing from the outskirts of Austin, which is my home away from home, gave me even more of an incentive to throw this album on for a listen. Within the opening seconds of “Young Men Dead”, I was bombarded with influences ranging from Sabbath to the Doors and even Spacemen 3. Oh yeah, and obviously the Velvet Underground. They meld together chunks of psychedelia and metal, slathered in a fuzzy drone that will totally appeal to fans of the Brian Jonestown Massacre and Dead Meadow. On “The Prodigal Sun”, Alex Mass’ nearly monotone vocals and the repetitive plunking bass of Kyle Hunt sounds like the dark, bastard stepchild to Clinic. With “Black Grease”, the cloud of fuzz is pushed aside, letting the band pull out all the stops for a classic rock jam. The album ends with a total nod to the Velvet Underground with “Call To Arms”. The song’s pulse builds to a climax of screeching violins, which seems like a tribute to the classic track from which their name was taken. Passover is one hell of a record, sounding as if it could have been recorded in the ‘60s.This is classic stoner-metal rock, which is best listened to at extreme volumes. I am totally a fan of the band’s self-proclaimed “Native American Drone N’ Roll” sound, and chances are you will be too. Being from Austin, they are obviously going to play this year’s SXSW. I’d circle them on your must-see list. When this six-piece band (yes, six) becomes hot shit, remember who tipped you off to their greatness first.

The Black Angels
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