Thursday, May 11, 2006
Wolfmother; Moths to the flame, or mothers of nostaliga
Once again, within the depths of the lurky outlands of Austrailia, there has arisen another embodiment of nostalgic rock and roll. Riding on the wings of such predecessors such as AC/DC, Jet, The Casanovas, and The Mud-Huggers. Wolfmother has captured time in the spotlight with their self titled debut, and smash hit single "Woman". Every bit of this album has obvious elements of influence, everything from the falsettoed swaggering vocals of a Robert Plant Zeppelin 2/3 era, echoing behind droning Tony Iommi-ish riffs, all smothered together with a bit of Deep Purple beefiness. Becoming a thickened, tasty stew of soulfull, regurgitated originality. So far the only flaw that I've found in this album is that it has an end. ¶ 2:26 PM
Once again, within the depths of the lurky outlands of Austrailia, there has arisen another embodiment of nostalgic rock and roll. Riding on the wings of such predecessors such as AC/DC, Jet, The Casanovas, and The Mud-Huggers. Wolfmother has captured time in the spotlight with their self titled debut, and smash hit single "Woman". Every bit of this album has obvious elements of influence, everything from the falsettoed swaggering vocals of a Robert Plant Zeppelin 2/3 era, echoing behind droning Tony Iommi-ish riffs, all smothered together with a bit of Deep Purple beefiness. Becoming a thickened, tasty stew of soulfull, regurgitated originality. So far the only flaw that I've found in this album is that it has an end. ¶ 2:26 PM
