There is genuinely never a dull time on this album.
The weight of the subject matter, the strength of the composition, and the rugged excellence of the playing make this an album worth many repeat spins.
Ghafur channels his inner prog and gives us a single more reminiscent of Voivod than anything else.
…the band I most think of in comparison to Barrel Bones is one of my favorites, namely The Gaslight Anthem.
Basically take parts of those two bands, a little hardcore, a little jazz, the dissonant sensibilities of Diskord or Replicant and you might be in the right wheelhouse.
Death metal with a grindy sound, but not the grind speed. Nasty riffs that I’m pretty sure could actually cut you if you listen too closely. A nice mid-paced groove that gets the ole noggin’ banging. What’s not to like?
Passenier doesn’t just sing the lines…he sweats them, breathes them, bleeds them.
I’m reminded of Ume sometimes, Joan Jett others, and even occasionally L7.
Quite frankly, I’m a little shook by how intensely good this album is.
Miasmic Purple Smoke (the album) is a sometimes caustic, sometimes psychedelic, always crushing journey of mesmeric riffs and ponderous rhythms.