At the moment I'm staring down the void with the help of the new self-titled debut from LA stoner rock leviathan,
Deathchant. The group’s sound clings closely to the synapse annihilating fuzz-bombs of their forebears Fu Manchu while indulging in ranging song structures that would make Sleep nod approvingly. The mind-altering chords they craft often detour into sticky pools of hot psychedelic pitch only to emerge and strike up another locked groove unphased by their transdimensional journey. These transitions are truly awesome to witness. Think Crazy Horse dosed with Uncle Acid fronted by the ghost of Josh Homme. I’m feeling the burning tower of 70’s fuzz-gun powder “Pessimist,” the lilting melodies and star-crushing hooks of “Control,” and the reigning acid rock shower “Hex.” This album is a bad trip that you’ll be glad you went on.
Snag a copy of Deathchant's LP from their Bandcamp page
here.
