Ten years is a long time. It’s an especially long time to pass between albums. But that’s the length of time that’s elapsed since the last Acid King album.
It feels like a decade’s worth of cogitation and contemplation distilled into a dense package. It would be all to easy to bang on about the stoner riffs or to focus on the soaring guitars, but it feels both reductive and wrong to do so, because ‘Middle of Nowhere’ is so much more than prescriptive genre elements.
As a power trio, all three instruments fuse to create something infinitely greater than the sum of the parts. There’s a psychedelic hue to the sweeping ‘Intro’ which bleeds into the majestically tripped out expanse of ‘Silent Pictures, equal parts Sabbath and desert road trip – Hunter S. Thompson style.
|
Weighty as the sound is – it’s dense, the guitars meld together, dripping sludge – there’s a lightness of touch that elevates ‘Middle of Nowhere’ to another level altogether.
Acid King Online
|