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BARONESS
‘Blue Record’
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Review by Jeff Maki
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Stoner metal? Sludge? Call it what you want, but Baroness’ Blue Record is an all around great rock record. After reading the enormous amount of praise from both fans and critics, I knew this was something I needed to hear. After hearing “The Sweetest Curse,” I was impressed and intrigued, but it was their video/song “A Horse Called Golgotha” that really set me off—a riff-heavy, stoner-rock anthem—pure rock fury that had me pumping my fist to the colossal chorus.

For those who think Mastodon is the current king of Sabbath-heavy, sludge metal, give Blue Record a try. And that’s not a knock on Mastodon, it’s just that Blue Record is that damn good. Each year, there seems to be a new band emerging from the underground seemingly out of nowhere, putting out an album that will knock you on your ass, while forcing the rock world to question their own being. In recent years, I’d point to Mastodon (Blood Mountain), Gojira (The Way of All Flesh) and now Baroness as a few of these.

The album opens with the short instrumental, “Bullhead’s Psalm,” on which the acoustic guitar melody reminds me of the middle break of one of Metallica’s instrumentals, “To Live Is to Die.” The melody is continued in different variations both on “Ogeechee Hymnal” and the album closer, “Bullhead’s Lament,” tying everything together in its own old-fashioned way. “The Sweetest Curse” then kicks the door down with a low-end heavy riff backed by a melding of hardcore-influenced shouted vocals and melodic rock singing. This sets the tone for the rest of the album—the attention is not on the vocals, but more so on the throwback guitar sound, both in riffs and solos. There’s a looseness and jam vibe, yet also a timelessness to the album. “Jake Leg” is like a heavier Queens of the Stone Age, while the same could be said for the two-step pace of “O’er Hell and Ride.” There’s some spoken vocal parts here, but again, other than on “The Sweetest Curse” and A Horse Called Golgotha,” these are more for texture and added aggression—the emphasis remains on the band. This is no one man show but a collaborative effort.

While what I’m saying is a lot of what makes this album unique, it’s also what keeps this album from a perfect score and maybe one of the all-time greats. One or two more songs like “A Horse Called Golgotha” and we’re there. “War, Wisdom and Ryhme” is another heavy fucker, along the lines of some of the more lesser known Sabbath material, and the tempo also cranks up with the Southern, classic-rock boogie of “The Gnasher.”

I could go on forever with praise for Blue Record. Instead, let’s end it by saying that sludge, classic rock, stoner metal and good ole rock ‘n’ roll are rarely thrown into a mixing pot like we have here, with enormous results. I’d recommend this Georgia-based band to any rock fans looking to broaden their horizons, let their hair down and flat out jam.