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Why do most groups above excellence have a short life... I don't know, but let's look at it positively, there's not a flaw in Goatsnake's discography: four EPs, one split, two Full-Length albums, a best of (I haaaate best of), let's say they left quite a bit of good stuff before closing the shop.
"Trampled Under Hoof" is the last mini-masterpiece, it has everything you can ask for in an EP, you can't entertain the audience if the musician himself isn't the first to have fun, and Pete Stahl is having fun, damn is he having fun, he does whatever he wants, Greg Anderson's riffs are acidic, rough, they're the foundation every singer seeks, they give you the freedom to act and Pete takes great advantage of this freedom.
His voice is to stoner rock what Robert Plant's voice is to hard rock, technically one might have doubts about the rough-melodic combination of Goatsnake, but Pete is competence, he always does the right thing, and when you least expect it, he pulls out his very personal harmonica to amaze you, to blow you away..
"Portraits Of Pain", "Black Cat Bone" and "Juniors Jam" are the last demonstration of their doom that makes you feel like the sun hitting the stones and all this makes them accessible to everyone..
They close with thanks that pass through the cover "Burial At Sea", a tribute to the Saint Vitus (Scott Reager's influence on Pete is very clear) and another cover, "Hot Rod" by Black Oak Arkansas, to pay tribute to the Southern in general.
"Trampled Under Hoof" closes an astonishing cycle, thanks for everything!
"river, hearing me, please take my heart gently... to the sea"
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
04 Burial at Sea (08:41)
Skull and crossbones – a field of black
Thunder roars – lightning cracks
A phantom ship – she appears
Lost horizons – suddenly near
Neptune please help me
Don't want no burial at sea
Hear their laughter – bloodless shrieks
Tell yourself – dead men can't scream
One legged spectre – riding high
He's commanding – the rape of the sky
Neptune please help me
Don't want no burial at sea
Twilight killers, blood stained teeth
Guiding you into the reef
You are smashed to bits, far below
You're one of us now, you've got no soul
Join the dead men – who cannot die
Committed forever – to soar 'cross the sky
Skull and crossbones – a field of black
Laughs insanely – but no one laughs back
Neptune please help me
Don't want no burial at sea
Neptune please help me
Don't want no burial at sea
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