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Sunday, July 13, 2008

Album Review: Earth's 'The Bees Made Honey in the Lion's Skull'


You know how a really good steak just seems to sit in your belly, warming your whole body? It's a unique and not all-together pleasant feeling, you've eaten more than you really should have, but it's oh so satisfying.

Allow me to introduce you to 'The Bees Made Honey in the Lion's Skull', the latest album by the Seattle band Earth.

If you aren't familiar with Earth, they are a bit hard to categorize. Emusic.com lists them as Metal, which on the surface makes sense. They did, after all, choose to call themselves Earth, Black Sabbath's original name. And the music IS heavy. However, can you really call an instrumental album whose every song is so slow it makes Heinz 57 seem to rush from the bottle by comparison Metal? Allmusic.com took the easy way out and labeled it Rock. Fans of the band have taken to calling it Doom Drone, but I never like the idea of making up new genres to describe a particular band or two.

For me, this album is good ole psychedelia; and I love me some psychedelia.

'Directions to See a Ghost', the sophomore album from my favorite drone-riffic psychedelic band The Black Angels left me a bit cold earlier this year, so I was itching for some good trippy droning. And Earth delivers.

With songs like 'Miami Morning Coming Down II (Shine)' and 'Engine of Ruin' Earth succeeds in creating a dark, atmospheric world full of shadows and danger, all without singing a single lyric. This is certainly not an album to listen to on a sunny drive or to get yourself pumped up for work on a Monday morning, but if it's late at night and you feel like creeping yourself out a bit, you could do much worse than 'The Bees Made Honey in the Lion's Skull'. This album is sprinkled with tasty twangy guitars licks that sound like they crawled out of some Louisiana swamp, stopped by a prohibition-era flophouse for a drink, curled up inside a cranked Marshall and are only making their way out after much persuasion. I think I've found the soundtrack to every horror novel I'm going to read this summer.

While the songs from this album probably won't be showing up in my iTunes Most Played list, they will be something I will return to like a bad habit whenever I am in that certain mood and feel the need for something ominous.

Bliss On,
PT

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