Post by Kevin on Jul 31, 2002 13:48:50 GMT -5
Band: Glasspack
Album: Powderkeg
Format: CD
Label: Small Stone
Time: 38 Minutes
Year: 2002
Track list:
The Glasspack Song
Shut Up & Ride
Mrs. Satan
Whiskey House
Sleeping Pills
Mopar Fire Paint
The Heebeegeebees
Back Seat Whore
Demolition Derby
Jim Beam and Good Green
Cover Photo: www.theglasspack.com/media/
The Glasspack is a dirty, high-energy band from Louisville, Kentucky, U.S.A. that produces a deep-fried musical cross between southern-style rawk and Detroit rustbelt dementia. ‘Powderkeg’ is the group’s second effort, and it’s a definite improvement on their first full-length, last year’s ‘American Exhaust:’ more focused, with better songwriting and much better production.
The Glasspack is a group of variable size, centered on the whiskey-soaked vocals and guitar playing of “Dirty” Dave Johnson. Dirty tears into you with his fuzzy, bee-sting guitar, then proceeds to shout down any and all opposition with his distorted, Iggy Pop-like vocals. Although much has been made of the early Detroit-like energy of The Glasspack’s music, not nearly enough has been said about Dirty’s vocals. To me, they resemble the afore-mentioned Iggy to an uncanny degree, albeit Iggy shouting through Scotty Ashton’s snare drum. The band’s rhythm section never falters, coming across like molar-grinding maniacs for most of the album, yet still able to slow down effectively when necessary. ‘Shut Up & Ride’ showcases the band in fine style, with its trademark high-energy feel and distorted vocals. Of particular interest to doomsters are ‘Demolition Derby’, which has a slower, more powerful feel and includes samples of broken glass being trampled, and ‘Jim Beam & Good Green’, which starts off with slow, Sabbathy power chords before assuming a more typical Glasspack groove. Its one of three songs on the album carried over from ‘American Exhaust’.
If you’re into the heavy southern boogie of Small Stone label mates like Five Horse Johnson or Halfway to Gone, listen to newer Corrosion of Conformity, smash your head against the wall to the likes of The Stooges or MC5, or dig the idiosyncratic power of Zen Guerilla, then the Glasspack have what you need. Just don’t forget the Camel straights and whiskey.
Kevin McHugh
Album: Powderkeg
Format: CD
Label: Small Stone
Time: 38 Minutes
Year: 2002
Track list:
The Glasspack Song
Shut Up & Ride
Mrs. Satan
Whiskey House
Sleeping Pills
Mopar Fire Paint
The Heebeegeebees
Back Seat Whore
Demolition Derby
Jim Beam and Good Green
Cover Photo: www.theglasspack.com/media/
The Glasspack is a dirty, high-energy band from Louisville, Kentucky, U.S.A. that produces a deep-fried musical cross between southern-style rawk and Detroit rustbelt dementia. ‘Powderkeg’ is the group’s second effort, and it’s a definite improvement on their first full-length, last year’s ‘American Exhaust:’ more focused, with better songwriting and much better production.
The Glasspack is a group of variable size, centered on the whiskey-soaked vocals and guitar playing of “Dirty” Dave Johnson. Dirty tears into you with his fuzzy, bee-sting guitar, then proceeds to shout down any and all opposition with his distorted, Iggy Pop-like vocals. Although much has been made of the early Detroit-like energy of The Glasspack’s music, not nearly enough has been said about Dirty’s vocals. To me, they resemble the afore-mentioned Iggy to an uncanny degree, albeit Iggy shouting through Scotty Ashton’s snare drum. The band’s rhythm section never falters, coming across like molar-grinding maniacs for most of the album, yet still able to slow down effectively when necessary. ‘Shut Up & Ride’ showcases the band in fine style, with its trademark high-energy feel and distorted vocals. Of particular interest to doomsters are ‘Demolition Derby’, which has a slower, more powerful feel and includes samples of broken glass being trampled, and ‘Jim Beam & Good Green’, which starts off with slow, Sabbathy power chords before assuming a more typical Glasspack groove. Its one of three songs on the album carried over from ‘American Exhaust’.
If you’re into the heavy southern boogie of Small Stone label mates like Five Horse Johnson or Halfway to Gone, listen to newer Corrosion of Conformity, smash your head against the wall to the likes of The Stooges or MC5, or dig the idiosyncratic power of Zen Guerilla, then the Glasspack have what you need. Just don’t forget the Camel straights and whiskey.
Kevin McHugh