Weird Owl has mastered all the signature elements of heavy psychedelic rock.
Their two-guitar attack combines a wall of snarling power chords with dreamy
leads layered on top, where notes collapse into warm squalls of feedback.
Tempos never rise above a slow, head-nodding groove. With eight songs lasting
no less than five minutes and no more than seven, the quintet is not really
into excess, though. Guitarist Trevor Tyrell’s vocals lead the music, with very
little in the way of guitar freakouts taking up time. In other words, the band doesn’t write checks
that their acid can’t cash.
album like this to come across, sound is crucial, and Weird Owl has recreated a
live feeling where the amps are cranked good and loud and the drums kick with
the right amount of punchy fills. It has the same level of reckless cohesion as
prime Crazy Horse. Plus, Tyrell’s high voice falls somewhere in the tradition
of Neil Young, J Mascis and perhaps Roky Ericson, in order of significance. Most
of the time, the keyboards get a little buried or when they are heard, they
only provide some simple atmosphere. But with all that blissful head-nodding
going on, that’s not necessarily a problem.
Standout Tracks: “Skeletelepathic,”
“Flying Low Through the Air After Thunder” MIKE SHANLEY