Weedruid
Into the Acid Swamp

Soul is a joint rolled in toilet paper

To sum it up, the first and only LP by the young ones shares with the reference only customs and faith in the groove, in this green and Teutonic instrumental with an acidic taste of rhythms à la Belzebong, wanting to cite some similar beast. To be clear, declared absolutely avoidable any kind of meticulous listening, I confess that these hypnotic rhythms mixed with a decidedly naif demeanor seem to pump vital sap into the classic weed-like cadences; so I pick up some assay, I'd say in distracted ordering with the exception of the first on the list, for which I didn't wait more than a minute to engrave it on some stoner hardware component.

Medusalem
God the Goatsmoker*
Potracer

The occasion is that shortly it will be a year besides sinking into music that inflects full and murky sounds for a style now more than trampled; to say mine, I pleasantly prodded the sense of continuous expansion of the riffs, which makes the tracks similar to single and pantagruelian loops, leaving a cough sigh as a reaction to these distorted radiations; definitely recommended to color possible fuzz, doom, mammoth playlists, I leave the listening from bandcamp, in case a few cents per gram come by.

Marijuana causes distortion of colour and size […] distortion of time is another effect of the drug.

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(*) introduces with an excerpt from George Carlin on religion