Review: Weathers – Heavy Truck
Greece might not be the first place that comes to mind when you think of sludgy stoner metal… or the second, fifth, or tenth. But Weathers is out to change your mind about that. They might come from the windswept isles of the Mediterranean, but listening to their debut EP, you’d swear the trio were raised inside the hollow of a petrified sequoia tree by a pack of ancient dire wolves.
The sheer heaviness of Heavy Truck is truly something to behold. It manages to be completely thundering at its low end, while not sacrificing the searing buzz saw guitar lines that so often are thrown out the door for such bottom-heavy production. Nothing comes out muddy–just fuzzy, and deliciously so. Reminiscent of the sound of their European brethren, Sweden’s Truckfighters, the Greek three-piece wear their influences on their sleeves (I mean CD sleeves–that’s not a maple leaf there) and make it easy to forget that they’re exactly that: a Greek three-piece.
A three-piece! Seriously now! This disc is heavy enough to warrant at least five or six dudes… and that’s just on guitar. Starting right from the initial groove of “Styx”, with its guitars bleeding in over the rolling bass line in an absolute wall of sound, Heavy Truck does not relent. It drives forward, carrying you on a tidal wave of fuzz through its four, all-too-brief tracks, right to the climactic last jam: “Dirty Clouds Upon My Head,” a five-minute instrumental drone-fest that finally fully realizes the sheer grandiosity of what Weathers has to offer. On it, the band flirts with ambient electronic noise under their death march riffage–perhaps a sign of experimentation to come? I can only hope so. I’m a sucker for noise.
The only misstep for me is the production of the vocals, but in the cases of heavy music, that’s sort of a cup-of-tea thing in general anyway. I personally prefer my stoner jams with tripped out spacey singing than death metal growls, but I know just as many people who prefer Sleep to Torche, so it’s really just a matter of taste. And anyway, the vocals only show up spottily over the EP’s seventeen-and-a-half minutes, so they’re in no way a dealbreaker on either side of the coin. For me though, Weathers is all about the fuzz and their Heavy Truck has got plenty of that, so sign me up to take a ride.