Having been intrigued by the Soda Shop’s review of Devil’s album Time to Repent, I gave it a few spins. I dig it. It’s fun stuff.
But then something occurred to me, and I wanted to share it with you, the diligent and voracious consumer of extreme music.
First of all, I won’t try to act like Time to Repent is anything new. It isn’t.
What I will do, however, is compare listening to Devil (assuming you’ve heard and like doom/ stoner bands, particularly like Graveyard and Witchcraft) to beer, weed and strange ass.
I’m talking about a different kind of novelty here– Devil aren’t anything new; same riffs you’d imagine, same song structure, same late 70s vocals–
They’re still NOT, in fact, Graveyard or Witchcraft or Hour of 13 or any other combination of occult doom, 70s stoner rock and dashes of NWOBHM.
However–
They are actually a different band, and for the first few spins at least, new to YOU.
What do I mean, you demand angrily?
First, consider beer. If you imbibe, you’ve probably had more than one brand of beer in your life. Maybe you love Guinness, but once in a while you’ll fire up some Beamish or Murphy’s. They’re similar to each other (all Irish stouts), but sometimes that little difference is all you need. Once you’ve had your new four-pint pack, you go back to Guinness, and maybe after that you appreciate it a bit more.
Same with weed: maybe you’re a joint guy, or a pipe, and one day you try a bong, or a vaporizer. Maybe you like it, maybe you don’t, but either way it was fun to try a new way to do the old thing. Feel me? Not yet?
Well then go check out this video from Eddie Murphy’s Raw (language NSFW) where he talks about crackers. I’ll wait.
…
Saw it? Cool.
Devil, over all, are just a regular old Swedish doom/stoner cracker.
But at first, just for a few plays, maybe even a few weeks– they really really seem like a Saltine.
Maybe even a Ritz.
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