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At their fifth attempt, those morbid bastards of Dead Meadow place the album that allows them to say: "Okay, we’ve already spilled all the jam... now, only now, we start writing songs." When they push, they have the burning stride of early Cream and the pose of Jefferson Airplane in dilating times; when they unplug, they remind one of the Led Zeppelin in a bucolic version that somehow suits the salt taste of the Beach Boys.
At their fifth attempt, those morbid bastards of Dead Meadow place the album that allows them to say: "Okay, we’ve already spilled all the jam... now, only now, we start writing songs."
When they push, they have the burning stride of early Cream and the pose of Jefferson Airplane in dilating times; when they unplug, they remind one of the Led Zeppelin in a bucolic version that somehow suits the salt taste of the Beach Boys.
Explore the haunting melodies and vintage psychedelia of Dead Meadow's 'Old Growth'—listen now and dive into their unique sonic world.
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