The scorched-earth guitars, shrouded in psychedelia, of Dead Gurus are colossal. No release showcases their searing and screeching riffs more potently than the Wrong Way Records presented and drug-fuelled LP Acid Bench. Ladies and gentlemen, strap yourself in - its gonna be a bumpy ride...
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Robin is off sick with some kind of psych rock overdose. Symptoms are ear bleeding, constant repetition and a constant unrelenting sludge. So it's down to me to tell you about this gruesome psych sideshow from Magic Castles members Dead Gurus.
They really delve in where it hurts with a mountainful of nasty riffs seemingly recorded in the worlds filthiest sewer whilst singer Jason Edmonds growls along as if getting ready to cough up a hairball. This unrelenting murk takes influences from the likes of the Cramps, the Stooges and Suicide and churns them into oblivion. The guitar tone is sheer fuzz. No light nor shade is allowed into the record as it grinds it's way to your bowels.
It's a ton weight, I feel that with every beat the record is hammering me into the floor and deep into a world where Sonic Boom's entire back catalogue has been put through a fuzzface.
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