To be real, writing about Dead Meadow is difficult. You can come up with witty weed references and good insight, but you'll never be able to convey the weight of their brain-crushing JAMS. Should we write about how they have a knack for turning repetitive and heavy riffs into something that worms its way into our heads and causes us to sing some mumbled stuff about the earth and sorcerers? Because that's all we can think about when listening to them. Probably not what Dead Meadow are actually singing about, but let's just roll with it.
January 08, 2010